I will never get over his death, and his suicide will leave me with traces of confusion, doubt, and heartache. But you are my person. And you are my today and forever.
Future husband, I think Meghan and I are on the same wavelength with this next expectation:
“You got that 9 to 5
But, baby, so do I
So don't be thinking I'll be home and baking apple pies
I never learned to cook
But I can write a hook
Sing along with me
Sing-sing along with me”
Cooking in the kitchen is not one of my strengths. It is not a skill I have spent time developing, and to be quite honest, I am really okay with that. While some prayers concerning you have included specific request that you are on Chef’s Table or a season winner of Top Chef, I understand you may be coming to this with no better skills than I. So if that is the case, here is the expectation: Let’s try and make each other better. Loving someone has to be selfless. I can’t just expect you to “take me as I am.”okay maybe on the cooking,
but let’s broaden the point, shall we?
What is love?
Love is patient and kind. Love is not jealous or boastful or proud or rude. It does not demand its own way. It is not irritable, and it keeps no record of being wronged. It does not rejoice about injustice but rejoices whenever the truth wins out. Love never gives up, never loses faith, is always hopeful, and endures through every circumstance. (1 Corinthians 13:4-7)
Love must be selfless and must be in motion. It can’t just stay. God’s spirit in us is active, and we are made to be constantly changing.
For God has not given us a spirit of fear and timidity, but of power, love, and self-discipline. (2 Timothy 1:7)
@@So let’s love each other into the people God created us to be.@@
I want you to challenge me to push onward and upward. And I want to do the same for you. This love may look like me cooking up your favorite dinner(doubtful, but hey aprons can be fun! Yeah I said that.) But this love, I expect, will also encourage you to challenge me to live as my best self: the woman God created me to be. That may look like you reminding me that I actually feel more like myself and love life more when I run or workout.
And, future husband, the hard times will come…we know that. Heck, hard times do not wait for marriage, we know that well too. I do not know who you are. We may have already met or you may be on down that yellow brick road I am on, and I just haven’t caught up to meet you yet. Remember, I take the long way.