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Zo. Today in front of our loved ones and the mountains that have been here longer than memory, I promise you my love.

I vow to hold our union as sacred ground.

And remain mindful of the roots we’ve established far below the surface.

I vow to never take for granted the clarity and purpose you bring my life.

I wish everyone could feel the confidence I feel having you in my corner at all times.

Each year my love for you deepens.

Whether it is you seeing two animals together and saying, “look their in love, that’s us.”

Or watching your beliefs in full bloom, when you actually do what you say in the world outside of ours.

These are the moments where the words

“I love you” feels too small, when what I feel for you has outgrown language.

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There is quiet comfort in knowing our values and aspirations run parallel.

It took time, but we have carved out a piece of the Dream, defining it in our terms.

Our home feels safe, alive, and ready to support a growing family.

I vow to be the solid ground beneath you, the man who recognizes your needs as my wife and protects the heart of our family.

I promise to honor you, and journey with you through every joy and challenge, celebrating your wins as my own.

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Of all of today’s unknowns and things to be nervous about, marrying you isn’t one of them.

I vow to build a life for us on top of this rock.

A life that feels familiar and real.

Through the path of least resistance, in moments of stillness and noise,

I am yours.

My Dearest Christopher,

You are the trumpet to my walking bass—brave, bright, and bold, resonating at the center of my soul. You are a June day alive with hummingbirds after a hundred-year winter: warmth where I once knew only cold.

You are more divine to me than the forest’s wild raspberries, and grander than the New York Library. Like a steadfast evergreen protecting a resilient wildflower, you envelop me with both strength and gentle care.

After years of searching, I stand before you and our community and say: you are my home.

There are countless reasons I fell in love with you, from your East Coast confidence to your Rocky Mountain heart. Yet what stands out most is your unwavering commitment to your word and your dreams. I’ll never forget our third date, seven years ago, when you drove me up Magnolia to look at houses and described your vision for living among the forest and building a shop of your own. At the time, it felt far-fetched, but as dirt hit the Jeep's tires and I leaned out the window, I knew I wanted to be part of that dream.

Now that we’re here, it’s even more extraordinary than I could have imagined. The road wasn’t easy, but with every challenge we faced, I learned more about the man you are—honest, passionate, curious, hardworking, and forgiving. Navigating the peaks and valleys of life, I have found myself falling for you even more deeply, again and again. And that's what I plan to do forever, with the following promises in mind.

I vow to always believe in you. I will support your dreams, no matter how wildly ambitious, and promise to show up every day as your greatest fan, whether at a show or in our living room. When life brings challenges, I will love you through them and be the calm voice you need.

I also vow never to stop exploring my own passions and always to share my dreams with you. By nurturing what lights us both on fire, we’ll create a life filled with moments like those September nights in New York, when the city grows quiet and it’s just us—debriefing about our days, discovering the wonder in one another, realizing again and again how strong we are together.

I vow to approach our marriage with the same adventurous spirit we had when we first fell in love. I promise to find magic in the mundane, whether in serendipitous nights like those we had in San Francisco, cozy evenings in the teepee counting satellites and contemplating life’s purpose, or sitting on the deck, pointing out our favorite birds and new wildflower blooms. And on those days it’s hard to find the magic, I vow simply to be there. When the drive shaft breaks on your truck or your back aches and you can’t chop wood, I will be there with good food, laughter, back scratches, and story time. I will always do my best to cheer you up.

I vow to dive into our next projects with the same enthusiasm—and artificial confidence—that carried us through all of our other auxiliary buildings. I am committed to a lifetime of learning by your side: listening, slowing down when I’m overwhelmed, forgiving quickly, and asking for help when I need it. And I promise to try my best never to nail through your hand again.

I vow to be a loving, patient, and present mother to our children—to do everything I can, and everything within our relationship, to ensure they feel supported, safe, and empowered to be exactly who they are. As we grow from Chris and Zoe to Dad and Mom, I vow to be a good communicator, to model a relationship built on mutual love and respect, and to keep showing you aff ection. We will always be on the same team, and I cannot wait for that team to grow.

I vow to live this next chapter with greater purpose—not succumbing to greed or fear but prioritizing love and connection. I will do all I can to bring our family and friends closer, loving them without question and ensuring their cups are always full. I promise to honor and care for our planet and the land around us, nurturing healthy food and a home that lives in harmony with nature. And I vow, no matter what we face, to be your loving and faithful wife, offering you my full trust—for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health. I will love, trust, and honor you, always.

Standing here in this forest—once scarred by fire, now adorned with lupines reaching for the sun—I see a reflection of our journey. Where there was hardship, beauty has returned, stronger and more vibrant than before. That’s the promise I offer you: to meet every challenge with resilience, to put down roots beside you today, and to choose you again and again—not just for seven more years, not just for one lifetime, but for eternity on this mountaintop.