To My Future Husband,
I think about you very often. I think about what our life will be like together. I think about what kind of wedding we will have and what kind of house we will buy. I think about what our kids will be like and what we decided to name them. I think about what kind of personality you might have and how it works with mine and how it contrasts mine. I think about if you’re going to get mad at my habit of leaving clothes in the bathroom or leaving an empty toilet paper roll. I think about if you’ll be able to cook because I suck at it.
I think about if you’ll love me unconditionally like what I have witnessed with my parents. I think about if you’ll be able to stand my insomnia and my inability to sleep through the night. I think about how you’ll deal with the days where I can barely get out of bed. I think about if you’ll be the kind to yell at me or bring me coffee and bagels in bed.
I think about the nicknames we’ll have for each other. I think about how they’ll evolve as we spend more time together. I think of growing old together and what kind of retirement plans we’ll make. I think of our grandkids running through our house and treasuring the sounds of little feet in our house again.
They say that by the time you’re 18, you have already met your spouse. You’ve been alive for a fourth of an average life span and you have already met the person that you’re supposed to spend the rest of your life with. And what I want to know is what happens if you don’t end up spending your life with that one person? What happens if you decide they’re not worth your time?
I think about you often. I think about the fact that apparently, I have already met you. And then I pray that I didn’t meet when I was face down on the ground after tripping. I pray that I didn’t meet after ripping my pants at the bus stop. I pray that I didn’t meet you while sobbing on the bus that horrid night after the movie.
I hope and I pray that you are everything that I want. I hope and pray that you are a wonderful husband and wonderful father. I hope that if you ever read this, you'll understand how I feel.
Until the day we cross paths, I pray that you are safe and loved.
Sincerely,
Your Future Wife