Dear Future Husband,

Just the letters I have for my future husband. And I will be giving him this on our wedding night.

[hellotomyfuturehusband]

Dear Future Husband,

As of right now Oct. 20, 2014 I am a high school drop out. Yep, my mom said that I am not responsible enough to do my work, so she said she quit doing my lesson plans. And you know what, fine. If she thinks I am a failure, I'll show her one. I'm sorry if we met with me working at McDonald's. -Your drop out wife

[hellotomyfuturehusband]

Dear Future Husband,

I have had the worst day ever! I was supposed to buy jeans with my sister at Rue 21, but they were off sale and weren't my size. That was the ONLY pair that fit me perfectly and I had waited to long to take them. So we went to Forever 21, the pants were perfect size, just TOO SHORT! Then we went to Burlington, the pants were TOO SMALL! And the bigger size was TOO BIG! So we headed to Kohl's, TOO EXPENSIVE! So we headed to JcPenny's, they were having their 'biggest' sale this season, the pants were TOO LOW! So I basically gave up on shopping. We came home with me running to my room crying. My mom called me out and told me I hurt my sister's feelings. I was crying so hard I started making those weird noises everytime I breathe in. I ran to my room crying and hyperventilating, my sister came in and said we were going back into town. I could bare go into town feeling so horrible. My mom came in and said we were going into town. We stayed in my room until I stopped crying. Soon we were in a store called Stein Mart. They had no juniors sized jeans or any smaller sizes. And the store was a complete GRANDMA store. Then we went to Marshall's and I found NOTHING! My sister wanted to buy me something, so I found 3 sweaters that I adored! I tried each one on and they looked amazing! The last one was a bit short, so I got a bigger size, only it was 2 sizes bigger. I tried it on, and it was way to baggy. I started feeling like I did when I couldn't find any jeans. I was then told I had to pick one of the three. My favorite was the one that looked baggy. My mom's favorite was one with stripes, and my sister's favorite was one that had a cool pattern on the shoulder. I looked down at my hand because it was itchy. I noticed I was having an allergic reaction, TO ONE OF THE SWEATERS! So guess which one I picked. NONE, I got nothing today and feel like crap too. You would have thought that I would try something else. But I was to ashamed to do anything else. For once, I just wanted to feel pretty. I am sick and tired oc this stupid tomboy phase that I have been in since I was in first grade. I wish that girl would have never have made fun of me in first grade. Then I would look more girly now. Maybe one day I'll actually look and feel pretty. Sorry for the diary entry. I just needed to vent to someone who wouldn't do anything because they haven't seen this yet. Love, The most self hating girl in the world!

[hellotomyfuturehusband]

Dear Future Husband,

Colten and Travis, remember those names. So I had this really bad dream the other night, my sister and my best friends had been killed. I woke up crying. So yeah, Love you! -your future wife. P.S. Those 2 names are probably going to come up in the next couple of posts.

[hellotomyfuturehusband]

Dear future husband,

Three simple words. I LOVE YOU! And don't you ever forget it.

[hellotomyfuturehusband]

Dear future husband,

Sorry I haven't written in a long while. But I have to tell you this. Today my sister's friend made me wear makeup. She put it on me and made me feel super awkward. Because as you know, I don't wear ANY make up at all. I understand now why so many girls wear it. I point out all the things wrong with me wearing make up. And they point out all the reasons why they should be wearing it. I felt so weird in it. I looked like a goth kid. Like it was bad. But she kept saying that I look absoluetly stunning, drop dead gorgeous and beautiful. But what if I don't want to be all those things. She said that I was sure to get boticed by the guy I like. (Which sadly is probably not you.) But you know what, he happens to talk to me everytime I see him. He happens to laugh with me and smiles at me and tries to make me smile. And you know what I don't wear? MAKE UP. People say I would feel so beautiful if I wore it. I would feel great. But I felt like every other insecure girl wondering if they looked okay. Here's a new quote from me. "I'd rather be ugly and happy with myself than beautiful and upset." That is so true. I might be beautiful with make up on. I might be the most beautiful girl anyone will ever see even. But I don't feel comfortable in it. I would rather be ugly. Because even if I am, at least you chose me. I love you, Your 'ugly' wife.

[hellotomyfuturehusband]

Dear Future Husband,

Today is May 28, 2014. Today is one of my childhood friend's 15th birthday. Ask me about Brooke and I will gladly tell you about her. But Today also hit me pretty hard, and I am not talking about the ping pong paddle that hit the top part of my forehead, the boy who has my attention since last year had hit me on accident. HE TOUCHED ME ON MY SHOULDER! EEK! And he apologized, so you don't have to beat him up. But as I said earlier, Today hit me pretty hard, because tonight was the last night for the Seniors to teach us in small groups. Today was the last day for me to see my family all together. Today was the last day for my smile to be as bright as it has been in weeks. Today was the last time all the people I loved would be in one place. Mr.Scott my youth pastor asked them questions and everything, I learned where they are going to college. Isaac is going to Lamar Manuel is going to Lamar Jessica is going to Texas A&M Amber is going to DBU Rebekah is going to Lamar Ceceil is going to Texas A&M Jacey is going to ETBU & Taylor is going to Liberty Online. Now Lamar is in Beaumont, so at least I might still see them. Texas A&M is in College Station, about 3 or 4 hours away. ETBU is about an hour or so away. DBU is 7 1/2 hours away in Dallas. And Liberty Online is anywhere. Now all these people have impacted me so much that I am breaking, I know where my razor is and I can 'hear' it calling my name. I guess this letter is more like a diary entry. So when I feel like all hope is lost, I have one thing to hope for. YOU. ,Love your future wife

[hellotomyfuturehusband]

Dear future husband,

I hope when you see me, you see someone pretty.

[hellotomyfuturehusband]

Dear future husband,

I am having a hard time letting my senior friends go, tonight was the last choir party with my senior friends. And I actually found myself tearing up because these boys, well now I guess I should say men, have shown me what to look for in a man. What to look for in you. One of these men are like my brother. I am so glad he became the youth intern, because if he left, I am sure I would cry. Then my favorite Honduran (from Honduras), tried to scare me tonight, but I saw his foot before he said "Boo.", I love this guy so much. He like the other guy has shown me what to look for in a guy. And I am thankful God moved him from Honduras and let me meet him back in the 7th grade. He too is a brother, I hope you will meet him one day. Now this last senior boy I only met in March, but he is the sweetest person I ever met. He is black, not to be racist, but that's even how he describes himself too. He is shorter than me, but he has a big heart. And I liked him as soon as I met him. (Not like that goofball.) He has the heart of a senior girl who I pray is his wife. From what I see, he treats her perfectly. And they aren't clingy. He just like the rest are my brothers, and I will miss him terribly. The senior girls, Amber, Chelsea and Rebekah, are the best friends I could ask for. Amber is amazing, she is my mentor. And she loves me like her little tall sister. She is so short. And Chelsea, is like the best person ever. She is so hilarious, much like me. And I have known her forever. Rebekah, the least talkative out of all of them. She is really such a beautiful girl. And she can make lots of people laugh. I am going to miss my 3 sisters. I love them so much. And on this journey with them, they have taught me life lessons about the 'perfect' man. They have taught me how to seek out the things I want in a guy and respect him because he might not be you. Even though I have had 0 boyfriends ever. I like seeking out the stuff. I hope to find you soon. ,Your future wife

[hellotomyfuturehusband]

Dear future husband,

Every 11:11, 12:12, 1:11, 2:22, 3:33, 4:44 5:55, and 10:10, I wish for you. I wished that you would come soon. But we all know that won't happen. Unless you are my blonde swimmer friend, who has captured my eye last year. He makes me smile everytime I think of him, it makes me smile even bigger when I think of you though. And if you are my nameless blonde friend, I will happily show you this letter. And if you are the jealous type, which I pray you aren't, I will delete this post. But this attraction I have towards this friend is stronger than any I have ever had. It's strange, and I know it won't last, again unless you are him. But I have a feeling that God is showing me a piece of what I will feel towards you. I mean I dream everynight and some how this guy is always in it. And then I have a blast talking to him in it. But I could be wrong about him. He could be trouble. All though a homeschooled swimmer who broke 3 records in his age group at the nationals most likely won't be trouble. I mean when we play ping pong I can just sweet talk him into playing easy on me. But I don't know. I wished for you by the way. ,your future wife

[hellotomyfuturehusband]

Dear future husband,

I want you to know that when you and I marry, you are getting a girl full of secrets and insecurities. I have had a rough past 2 years, I mean my sister, my role model, told me she was pregnant, then we found out she was molested on various occasions by a close friend. Now, I love my sister and my niece to pieces. But my heart broke in to thousands of little pieces. Then on December 1, 2012 my only brother got married. He was my best friend. We would stay up until midnight playing video games on school nights. And when he left, it was like someone stomped all over the broken pieces shattering them even more. Then in May 2013, a light broke into my dark depression. I held my niece for the first time ever. She was sleeping, but it made me think about having kids one day. Then I went on a mission trip to help little kids. Do you know the song I left my heart in San Francisco. Well I left my heart in Arlington, Tx. And after that mission trip, my life took an even worse downhill slope. I had to tell someone, because this is my biggest, darkest secret. I started cutting in March of 2014. It was a dark time, and I eventually got out on my own. As of May 16, 2014, my niece's birthday, I am a month clean. And it feels great. I hope that one day I will be able to say I haven't cut in 20 years. That will be the day. So you see, I hold lots of secrets, and I haven't even told you about my insecurities. My hips are to big, my thighs have stretch marks and my stomach sticks out to far. I feel fat all the time, and I usually cry for hours. So please tell me I am beautiful one day. I love you already ,Your future wife

[hellotomyfuturehusband]

Dear future husband,

When I think about meeting you, I get chill bumps. When I think of marrying you I want to scream in excitment. And when I think of having kids with you my heart feels full. Now I know this is crazy to think about, I mean I am only 15 and I seriously need to get a life, but I find myself thinking about what we would name our children.

I love the name Elijah for a boy. Like Elijah Michael, or Noah Luke, or even Jonah Matthew.

And for a girl, I have a hard time choosing, because my best friends and hopefully bridesmaids have taken the best names. But infact if I marry you and my best friends and I lost touch, I would love the name Emily Jane for one, and Kristen Marie for another.

And then I start thinking way ahead to when our children have children. I already picked my name out. HOT MAMA. Just joking, I want to be called Grandma. But for now, future wife will do.

I hope you are closer to me than I think. I love you so much.

,Your future wife.

[hellotomyfuturehusband]

Dear future husband,

I need you to be my hero, I'm not saying go on and become Captain America, or become a soilder in the military. All I want is for you to kill any spider or snake that comes around our house. And save me when a roach is crawling on the walls or a frog has hopped into the house. I pray that you are brave because I am a scared little girl. And I have never had a hero before. You know my dad isn't the best man. He molested my sister and abused my family, yet he is a free man. That is not a hero. And I pray you are nothing like him. Because if you are then all I know is we will end up divorced. Enough about that man though, I just wanted to ask for you to keep me safe. Because in my eyes you are my hero. No matter how little or big you are. ,your future wife

[hellotomyfuturehusband]

Dear Future Husband,

I have never shared a kiss when any boy. I am promising you right now that you will be my first kiss. I know it sounds stupid, but I would rather kiss you at the altar, rather than who I kiss alter. I promise you that my lips will remain virgins, like the rest of me, until I marry you. Because I'd like to stay sexually pure even if you aren't. I just don't want you to be compared to anyone ever. So even here on May 23, 2014, I make my commitment to you. I promise to never kiss anyone until I stand facing you at the altar when we become Mr. and Mrs. Only then will I kiss your lips and smile the biggest I ever smile. All because of how much I love you. I'll meet you at the altar, I'll be the one in white. ,Your future wife

[hellotomyfuturehusband]

Dear future husband,

I just wanted to ask one simple task. Please don’t tell me you love me until you are sure to marrying me. I know in the end we will end up together. But if I truly love someone, then I can tell by the way you look at me or in a cheesy card. Or a white carnation on every date.

It’s okay if you tell me you love me. Heck I’d probably say it back. But I don’t want to tell it to every boy I ever date. Because they are someone else’s husband. Not mine. And I want to give them to their wife still shiny and brand new. And the only way I can is when I think of you. Now since I know we get married in the end, I will be telling you how much I love you through these posts. And I hope that you will love me as much as I love you.

I love you to the moon, please come soon.

,your future wife.

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[hellotomyfuturehusband]

Dear future husband,

Have we met yet? Did you sit by me at the lunch table in 2nd grade, or are you my best friend today? Did I see your face but never speak a sound to you? Or did I meet you as my best girl friend's brother? Did we meet in kindergarden, or were you my friend who moved away? Do you even live in the USA? Do you have brown hair like you do in my dream where I am walking down the isle dressed in white? But your face is always blurred and it makes me feel absurd. Or do you have blonde hair like the boy who has caught my eye for the past year. I'm sure you didn't like that. Do you have blue eyes that would remind me of the sea? Or green eyes like mine. But honestly, warm brown eyes would make me feel devine. Are you a swimmer like my friend? Or do you prefer to tan on the hot sand? Or are you Irish and lather on the sunscreen because you are as white as paper. I can't wait to meet you, or marry you. Because if I know you, I know God is still working inside of me to let me see clear. My friends have shown me the things I would like in you. And I believe I might know who ye be. Because I pray everyday and my sight becomes clearer, I know what to look for in you. And God is only making it clearer. I love you even when I don't know you. ,Your future wife

[hellotomyfuturehusband]

Dear future husband,

This is a white Carnation, it is my favorite flower. I am not asking much, but a single one on our first date and a boquet on our wedding day. I didn’t have a favorite flower until about a year ago when I was debating between a carnation and a yellow rose. You see the yellow rose resembles friendship. And I obviously will have more than that with you. So a white carnation will do.

My nose is always in a book, and my favorite book series that I tell you about, yeah the main character loved white carnations. And the main guy gave her one on their first date. Now I am in no way telling you to give me one. Because you most likely won’t see this note until our honeymoon. But if I ever refer to you as ‘My Todd’, I am only talking about the guy in the book. And if I refer to myself as ‘Christy Miller’, I am only talking about the main character. Because as the series goes on. They get married and it gives me hope that I will marry a Todd and not some jerk.

I love you to the moon

,Your future wife