Dear Future Husband

Dear Future Husband

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Most young women are usually thinking about one thing... Marriage. I, especially have been thinking about that a lot lately, and wondering if I've met my future husband yet. I don't know if I have or not, but I do know one thing... I'm looking forward to the day I do. When I was 13 I made one of the biggest mistakes of my life, I got my first "boyfriend". That put me on an endless emotional roller coaster that flew off the track and crashed to the ground. So, needless to say, as I matured and realized ho stupid dating can be when done completely wrong, I kissed dating goodbye. Until, of course, God points out that special someone and He'll just have to write the story of how it all happens. It's still hard being single... I know that may sound childish, but if you know more of my story then you'll understand where I'm coming from. I remembered from about four years ago, I started this book where I would write my future husband letters. At that age writing wasn't really a thing and it has barely three letters in it. Now that I'm older, I decided to do it again and this time I'm taking it more seriously. I want to live my life as if my future husband was watching my every move. When you think about it, it's actually quite nerve racking. You start rethinking how you interact with people and what you do with your life when no one else is around. I want to fall in love with my future husband, but more so I want to fall in love with Jesus Christ and live my life according to His Word and the plan He has for me. I want to be so focused on Christ that when the right guy does come along I will be able to hear Him say "Look, there he is. That's the one I prepared for you." I'll admit that my relationship with my Heavenly Father isn't what it should be and it's one thing I'm working on. So, I invite you to come and join my journey of how God writes my love story.
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[ Fiction story based and inspired by a YouTube comment under Paubaya Official Music video of Moira Dela Torre. Name and person mentioned is NOT REAL or related to the owner of the story to which this was inspired from. the excerpt is pulled from Youtube comment. All credits to her.] [The Story of us. We met in school. We were each other's greatest competitor. We were not fond of each other. But as the months passed by, we started to know each other, we had shared a couple of back stories as we worked on our group presentation. We became friends, then close friends, and then after a year, we became lovers. But just when I thought that everything was in their right place, my biggest downfall came. After our third anniversary, he started to become cold. He no longer joins me studying, he was even reasoning out that he's tired all the time and that he couldn't send me home. I said it was fine, I can manage. I thought it was just that, but it wasn't. I decided to confront him, I went to his condo and there, my greatest fear welcomed me without warning. He was with a woman, a pregnant woman. He was holding her like she's the most fragile thing on earth. They looked so happy. I didn't know how I managed to compose myself and walked towards them. As soon as our eyes met, he froze. I looked at the woman tensely and lifted my hand as I introduced myself as his classmate and she introduced herself as his girlfriend for a year, already. He said he loves her more. That every time we are together, his mind was with her. He said I make him hard, but she makes him weak. He said I make him feel special, but she makes him feel loved. He told me to punch him and berate him for he would rather end our relationship than leave her and their baby.] But the story, my story doesn't end there because I chose to move forward and be the strong woman that I am.

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