I am sitting on a hill just north of Dysart Iowa, looking over rolling hills of green grass and fields ready for the start of farming season. I would have never come here, had I not met the woman I would eventually marry just over 4 years ago. It’s her birthday today, and while the years ticking by is usually something women aren’t quick to celebrate, I will gladly celebrate them for her…for every year more is another year I am lucky to be a part of her life. Just over 2 more months and we open a new chapter of parenting a teen and a newborn. A happy birthday indeed.