Dear readers,
I have Nuvole Bianche in my head (isn't it one of the most beautiful songs ever?!) and then I logged into to Instagram and saw Ben had sent me a ton of really sweet messages because I said I was having a bad day. Reading them with Nuvole Bianche in my head nearly made me cry because it was so touching...
I am so so so blessed to have him and I can't thank God enough, especially after the miracles He's performed that let me talk to my little nuggest. God knew, from the very beginning when we met in church. I used to think of Ben as another one of Kyran's silly friends since he had very immature ones in school haha. But then at youth group his sister Chegg, Kyran, Ben and I became friends and created a group chat called the Figgy Puddings (long story short, we were playing a game and Ben went "WoUlD yOu LiKe A fIgGy PuDdInG?" - bear in mind we were 12 then, we are vErY mature now ahaha). We used to say "Let's get figgy with it!" and then dance. Also I think it's time I told you why I call his sister Josie, Chegg. Well, we were asked what came first, the chicken or the egg, and Chegg said Chegg accidentally. Sooo I've been calling her Chegg for like 4 years now haha.
But since the WhatsApp Figgy Pudding group chat was made, Ben and I have been talking and mucking about and stuff. Over the years I've known him, we ran out of questions to ask each other because we already knew everything. And then love blossomed, and here we are now. God knew.
But technically Ben and I have known each other since babies. We wouldn't remember though, and of course our parents fell out of contact. Isn't it funny...and what a blessing to be with the person I've known since day 1.
Signing off,
Eloise :)
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Waiting for a Miracle
Non-FictionMy name is Eloise. What you are about to read is a diary of events in my life. A year ago I was forbidden from seeing my best friend, Ben, and I fell into depression. I decided to start writing a diary to him so he wouldn't miss out on everything I...