Dear Future Husband: You Just Haven’t Met Me Yet

Dear Future Husband,

I once read in a book that the people we meet at the wrong time are actually the wrong people and the right people are timeless. Looking back on all the people I have met, I realized I just haven’t met you yet. But I am so looking forward to the day when we’ll meet. I wonder if ours will be an instant attraction or a love at first sight as they call it. There are so many questions I want to ask you. Do you believe in fate? Do you believe if two people are destined for each other they will be together come what may? Are you a coffee or tea drinker?

There are so many things I want to say to you (but don’t even know where to start), like how there’s a part of me that wishes you were already here and how the other half is living undaunted and loving life as a single woman with many admirers. But it does get tiring some days, and on those lone days I really want just that one person who’s undividedly mine. That happens more frequently nowadays, and it makes me wonder where you are. Are you thinking of me too?

I want you to know how I gush and coo over my friends’ babies but I’m so uncertain I’m ready to have mine. Raising a child is a lot of responsibility you know. So, while I can wait to have your baby. The little one will be crazily loved when he arrives. Not that I mind a she. But I have always had the desire to give birth to a male, so I can show the world how to raise a man. It’s an ambitious dream of mine.

There are so many things I want to know about you. What is your vision for your life? What are your values and beliefs? What drives you crazy? What are your dreams? I know they are similar to mine or we wouldn’t be soulmates, but I long to hear you say them, to reaffirm to me why you are the one. You are a part of my dreams. I wake up some mornings praying to God for that man who was made solely for me. To be your wife, partner and lover will be one of my life’s greatest purpose achieved. And I acknowledge this not only because I’m a romantic but because I know I was born to be your wife.

If you ever get to read this, I hope you’re as eager to be joined with me as I am you. From the wishful me to the searching you, wherever you are, whenever it is, I know you are longing to meet me as much as I want to be met by you.

You just haven’t met me yet.