Dear Future Husband

Dear Future Husband,

I have been thinking of you a lot lately. It could be because I had a dream that I would get married this summer. Or it could be that I have known that I would get married since I was six years old. Either way, you seem both familiar and mysterious to me at the same time.

There are few things you should know about me. Don't worry, I won't tell you everything, I want to leave you with some work to do. But just in case you're wondering, your future wife is fabulously weird. It's just part of my charm, babe.

I am a mixed bag of thoughts and emotions. At any given moment, one of these two things will win out and you will either have a sentimental feeler on your hands or an analytical thinker. Most of the time, the feelings win and I am known to cry at country music videos or Bob Costas reporting on the Olympics. I can't help it.  

I love my family and this past year has made me love them even more. We are complicated and passionate and fiercly loyal. And Camp Alamosa is something you are going to have to learn to embrace. I promise to cleave to you but I also promise to integrate you into what could be the most amazing group of people I have ever known.

Oh, and by the way, I have 56,988 cousins with one more on the way. Don't worry, I'll make you a cheat sheet at the next family reunion.

Oklahoma is in my blood. It is a part of who I am. Who knew that invisible geographical lines could define people? But that state represents more than just wind and more wind. It represents history, roots and love. And football. A passionate, die-hard devotion to college football. If you are a Husker, Longhorn, Cowboy, or Aggie, we may need to sign a pre-nup.

Just kidding.

Kinda.

Dave Matthews Band is my favorite all-time band, ever. Big brownie points for you if play them on our first date. 

Don't ask me to hike. Don't ask me to look at blood. Don't eat seafood and expect me to kiss you. It just won't happen.

But do ask me to dance, to go camping and to take a roadtrip without a destination in mind. I will bring monster cookies along for the ride.

I will be courageous, loyal, dependable and encouraging. I will feed you well and I will listen intently. And I will seek to love you like Jesus loves you. It's a good thing I have a lifetime to work on this.

I have prayed for you, cried for you, hoped for you and dreamed of you. I know you will be exactly what I need but never what I expected.

So, Future Husband, wherever you are, I look forward to running into you someday. I have been waiting for you for a long time.

Yours,
The FC