Showing posts with label Love Letters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love Letters. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Love Letters, Chapter 6

Dear One Day Husband,
I found these lyrics today from Owl City:
"I'll watch the night turn light blue,
But it's not the same without you,
Because it takes two to whisper quietly,
The silence isn't so bad,
Till I look at my hands and feel sad,
Cause the spaces between my fingers
Are right where yours fit perfectly."
Isn't that wonderful? Your hands are going to fit mine perfectly. I can't wait to hold hands...just because, dancing, in the car, praying, walking, arm wrestling because I challenged you to be funny and you took me on and then let me win. That's really all I had to tell you today, just that I can't wait for you. And your hands holding mine.
Love,
Me
(Thanks al1son for the picture!)

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Love Letters, Chapter 5

Dear One Day Husband,
I know we will find each other when the time is right. You'll see me, I'll see you, we'll get to know each other, etc. etc., we fall in love. You'll get through the big doors into my heart right away. But just in case the etc. part ever gets difficult for you, or if I start being stubborn, here are 10 little back doors to my heart...any one of them will give me the butterflies-smiles-heart melties every time. Take notes. I'm giving you the answers.
1. Bring me jelly belly jelly beans. Only certain flavors though. Find out which ones.
2. Hold doors open for me. Car, store, house, it doesn't matter.
3. Give me flowers for no reason at all. Even if you sneakily picked them from your neighbor's yard.
4. Leave me a note on my car, in my shoe, in my wallet, on my lunch, wherever. I love that; I don't know why.
5. Make me dinner. Preferably Italian food. I don't care if you can't cook, I promise.
6. Take me to a baseball game. Even a high school one where we don't even know who's playing. I'll still hold your hand and cheer.
7. Call me a nickname. I love nicknames. Even better if you start it and you're the only one who calls me by it.
8. Show up somewhere when I least expect you. I love surprises.
9. Dance with me. I am a pretty bad dancer, so maybe only in private. Fun dancing to crazy music, slow dancing after we wash dishes, etc. is fine with me.
10. Make me laugh. I don't care how (and it doesn't take much...I love to laugh!).
Love,
Me
(picture from hjartesmil's flickr stream!)

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Love Letters, Chapter 4

Dear One-Day Husband,
I've had a few bites, but none of them were you. Could you swim faster, please? I'm not impatient, but...ok, I'm impatient. You just get here whenever you can. I'll be the one waiting with the fishing pole.
Love,
Me
(thank you bigcitydreams via Deviant art for the picture!)

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Love Letters, Chapter 3

Dear One Day Husband,
There will probably be times when you may have to leave me. Business trips, and, I actually can't think of any other reasons why you would leave me. But if any other situations come up (and I SO hope they won't), I would really like to have a run-and-jump-hug when you get back. Preferably with a professional photographer sneaking around somewhere to capture the moment, because it's just so powerful and special and filled with butterflies-in-your-stomach and being squeezed just tightly enough and not wanting to let go and smiles so big it makes you want to cry, don't you think? Maybe we could have one when we first meet, because I already miss you. I've included some pictures for your reference.
Love,
Me

(thank you amolife for the pictures!)

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Love Letters, Chapter 2

Dear One Day Husband,
I know you will be going off to work every morning (I hope), maybe except for Saturdays and Sundays (and a few Fridays when we're feeling sneaky), and I want a kiss before you leave every morning. Even if I am still asleep (I may as well go ahead and admit it...I sleep late. I know you still love me anyways). Even if I am so groggy that I don't know what's going on and I throw a pillow at you. Even if I am awake, but still tired and I throw a pillow at you. And I promise to kiss you back. (Unless I am asleep. But then I promise to dream about kissing you.)
Love,
Me
(image from ffffound)

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Love Letters, Chapter 1

Dear One Day Husband,
I want you to know that I already love you, even though I don’t know you. I can’t wait until we meet for the first time. I want to warn you that it will probably involve me clumsily tripping over something and you gallantly saving my life. I love firsts. I can’t wait for the first EVERYTHING. First kiss, first Christmas together, first baseball game together, first time you realize that I tear the top crust off of my sandwiches because I think it tastes funny but you love me anyways, etc., etc., etc.
Love,
Me