To My Husband--One Week Before Our Wedding
Joshua Skye,
In one week you will be my husband. An overwhelmingly joyful thought. You are so much more than I could have ever hoped, dreamed, or prayed for.
God is truly good.
I hope on our wedding day, we take moments to ourselves. Simply to be quiet + present. Simply to remember the day we spoke our love to our families.
I hope that on our wedding day we laugh + cry in the perfect amount.
I hope that on our wedding day, I make you the happiest man.
I hope on our wedding day, that I don't trip down the aisle and rip my dress. (Please, please, help me down the stairs of that platform).
Your kindness, love, care, and humor makes my heart flutter daily. I often smile to myself thinking of all the wonderful ways you make me feel so loved. You truly are my wildest friend.
I look forward to many dinners watching our favorite shows, arguments over things that matter + don't, figuring out life, and complaining about stupid drivers to one another.
I look forward to adopting another puppy with you.
I look forward to being the mother to your children + watching you be a wonderfully gentle father to our babies.
(not for a long, long while though).
I can't wait to take on every challenge, adventure, struggle, and joy with you, Joshua Skye.
I cannot wait to take your last name in one week. To merge into one powerful partnership.
I cannot wait to help you stand after you fall, and reach my hand out to you when you pick me up off of the ground.
I am thankful for your ever present shoulder. For it is the only place my emotional self can cry in safety + comfort.
I am thankful for your knowledge but also your humility. I am thankful for your confidence in me when I lack.
I am thankful for all that you are and all that you will become.
From when I was falling so deeply in love with you (a treasure I found and still profoundly feel 2 1/2 years later):
There are some things that time and repetition cannot change.
Like the way your lips feel against my skin
Or the way my heart jumps when I look into your eyes.
With love,
Your (Almost) Wife