Dear Future Husband,

Hey, it’s me. Your wife. Well, not yet, but one day I will be.

Anyway, I just wanted to check in and say hello — and to remind you that I pray for you all the time. After all, one day, you’ll be having to deal with me for the rest of your life.

So yeah, thanks for that. Thanks for vowing to be with me in sickness and in health. In the good times and the bad. Through all the messy buns and days of laziness. For choosing to stick by my side no matter how many rom-coms I make you watch or Facebook videos of cute dogs you have to endure. Thanks for allowing me to cry at everything, whether it be from something of a serious nature or something of insignificance, such as a video of a Budweiser commercial of a dog and his owner or even just any video of any dog (I know you’ll like dogs cause I wouldn’t marry you if you didn’t). Thanks for allowing me to be silly and a kid at heart, and for letting me enjoy singing at the top of my lungs more than I should, cause, let’s be honest, ya girl wasn’t blessed with a voice that was meant for singing, but that’s never stopped me before.

Thanks for giving me the assurance that no matter what, you’ll be there, that no matter how many times I might yell or be cranky, you’ll leave our front door always with the intentions of coming back. Thank you for the moments that you’ll spend with our kids because I know you’ll be the best father possible (I wouldn’t marry you if I didn’t think so). Thanks for being spontaneous with me and trying something new. Thanks for the laughter and the memories and the support.

And because I don’t know you yet, I think about what our future could be, and I pray.

I pray that we never go to bed angry. That you never doubt how much I love you. That you never doubt your worth, even as you’re forced to push around baby strollers and drive mini vans. I pray that you love our family more than words can say. I pray that you forgive me in all my mistakes and failures.

And I pray that I don’t have to meet too many guys that are misses before I meet you, because honestly, I look around, and sometimes I doubt that you’re even still out there.

But I know you are, because I wouldn’t be here if you weren’t.

So, Dear Future Husband,

I know that you’re out there. I don’t know if you’re thinking of me, but that’s OK, because I’ve got enough thought to keep us covered. I know that we will eventually meet. I know that there is someone out there ready to love me for who I am, for eternity. To be the one to hold my hand at the depths of my lows and the peaks of my highs in this life. To be the one I give myself to wholly and completely. To be the one that looks upon me as a treasure and a gift, that reminds me of my worth as a child of Christ and my purpose in this life.

Just know I can’t wait to do the same for you.

Until then,