A letter from the past
Dear future-smart-kick-ass-great-smile-book-movie-and-music-freak-husband, I wonder if I know you or have yet to meet you. Either way, I know I think about you all the time. You see, my life is already complete. I am a smart, well-rounded (literally) woman that has great life, great job and is responsible. I have my own hobbies, likes and interest. I would absolutely love to share them with you, providing that you find your way into my life. I wish your name is something beautiful but I can't be so sure. I want to think you're very tall but, not that tall. Anyway, I am not writing to you to ask your name or even what it is you look like so I will know you the moment I see you. The real reason I am is so I can tell you that I am no longer waiting for you. That doesn't mean I am giving up on you ever arriving or that I am going to date a million guys to compensate for your inability to adhere to my odd demand that you show up by the time I'm 31. Instead, it means that ...