Letter to FH

To Future Husband…
Umm…where are you?!?! Okay, okay… totally kidding. {seriously, I’m kidding, partially, no really kidding.}
Just a warning. I am addicted to Glee. Have you seen it? Well, I just have to tell you that a guy who sings, or really has any musical talent whatsoever, it just does something to my heart. Makes it get all fluttery. So I just have to tell you that. It’s okay if you don’t possess such talents. Heaven knows I don’t. I wish I did. But I just had to give you a heads up that that’s what happens. {okay. maybe I shouldn’t tell you that.}
After reading my cousin’s post about how she met her husband, it really got me thinking. And I realized I want to be better. I want to try harder. You see because she said had she not been in tune with the spirit she may have not found him. Not that I am saying I am not in tune. But I know I can definitely be better. So while I am ever so patiently waiting {that might be sarcasm. I tell myself I am patient. Reverse psychology on myself. I don’t think it works} I want you to know I am trying to better myself. For myself. For you. For our future family.

Waiting ever so patiently {really},
Me