You look like a monkey annnnd

I missed my blog's third birthday. No surprise, I miss my kid's birthdays. I went back to look a little and found this at the end of my second post. I liked it then and I like it now so you are getting a re- run from three years ago. It's slightly modified, of course. Can't keep my hands off.

Love is grown, like a climbing rose.

You start by digging up the dirt. (learn about each other)
Make a deep, wide and messy hole. (Honesty, even the bad stuff)
Fill in the first layer of drainage with gravel or small rocks - which hurt to find and are a pain to gather up (the hurtful, getting accquainted experiences).
Throw them deep in the bottom. (forget them)
Add sand (the sweet little things) to fill in the gaps.
Let the water (life) filter down slowly.
Put in a good soil mix composed of rotted leaves,(history) composted bullshit (crap to be ignored) and good topsoil (Your love for each other).
Build this into a small mound at the bottom of the hole, for supporting the roots (experience).

THEN you take the plunge. (Make the commitment)
Put the plant in the hole, spreading the roots over the mound carefully. (deep seated and secure roots support the weight of the plate to be.)
Water it well (love each other) and tuck it in with clean soil ( be NICE and gentle) so the roots aren't exposed to air.
The mystery begins.
You wait - (time passes) for the first leaf, the first new branch, the first bud, celebrating each as a sign your love lives.

When you find the first thorn, a sign that the plant lives and can protect itself. (learning to live together) you move your fingers and find another!(More learning)
Tie it carefully to the supports you want it to climb. (family, God, friends, all support a pair)
Work through it until you learn how to place your fingers safely. (Experience, only gained by errors)
Now you can bend the well supported branch closer to appreciate the aroma of the blossoms. (true love - when you have it NOTICE, Enjoy it, encourage it - now, not later.)
For years and years you will enjoy just that one plant that you worked for and bled on as it produces thousands of roses. (all the love in your days).