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A Letter To My Future Husband…
To my dear husband to be, When you found me, I was on a journey of restoration. I was on a path of healing, partially battered & broken, but somehow, you still saw beauty in me. A beauty I struggled to see in myself. You taught me rather quickly that beauty could come from brokenness. You saw beauty in the most battered & bruised parts of me, the parts of me that other men had thrown away.
I Will...I Do...I Did
Wedding day. The day most women dream about. Often times, the ring, the proposal, the Maid of Honor, Bridesmaids, color palette, & venue decorations are already picked & planned before the bride to be even know who the groom is. I was no different than most women. I remember claiming, “I’m getting married.” Some would offer congratulations while others would ask “to who?” I guess the plot twist was the fact that I had no earthly idea because I was single when I was saying it; single without any prospects in sight.
“Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.” When someone shows you their true colors, stop trying to repaint them. Do yourself a favor & don’t make the same mistake TWICE. Or in my case, thrice. Is there a quantitative measurement after thrice when counting consecutively? Who knows, but, I have a better question for you.
I have always been a dog lover. It’s something about those cute floppy ears & the way they wag their tail to signify just how much they love you. Their love is unconditional, & I’ve often found myself saying that we don’t deserve dogs. (Side note: it always confused me when men are referred to as dogs because the love & loyalty of dogs is unmatched).