Letter to my future husband (credit to an unknown author)

“I hope that we work as a team in furthering God’s kingdom.
I hope that we see the potential in each other and work constantly on bringing that potential out.
I hope that we push each other in the areas where we are strong and encourage each other in the areas that we struggle.
I hope that we base our love off the never-ending love of God and not our own temporary things.
I hope that we constantly work toward knowing the fullness of the Gospel.

And I hope that on the day that we stand before the King of Kings, completely free of our worldly hindrances, we look at each other in the fullness of our love and God’s and we see the other’s held back potential that we’d been dying to bring forth finally released and thriving in us.

On that day we will be completely fulfilled.

I hope that you don’t give up on me.”

“I’ve suffered long enough.  It’s my fault for letting you get comfortable with disrespecting me.  I’ve sacrificed my heart too long for someone who could care less.  I have no more patience to wait for your appreciation.  ‘I’ll change’ is a lie you tell that I can no longer believe.  To be real… letting go hurts, but I know there’s no healing in holding on.  So, I’m making it my responsibility to detach myself from a relationship that has kept me from loving myself. Even though I can’t feel it now, I know there’s good in this goodbye.”


“I used to care about you, until I realized how pathetic I was to be crying over someone who simply didn’t care.  You hurt me, you made me feel like I was worthless, stupid, and unimportant.  I let you get to me: in fact, I let you control me.  But I’m finally moving on.  Although, you did teach me one thing, to never hold on to someone who isn’t holding on to you.  As for me, I know better, as for you, you lost a person who actually cared.”


“One morning she woke up different.  Done with trying to figure out who was with her, against her, or walking down the middle because they didn’t have the guts to pick a side.  She was done with anything that didn’t bring her peace.  She realized that opinions were a dime a dozen, validation was for parking, and loyalty wasn’t a word, but a lifestyle.  It was this day that her life changed.  And not because of a man, or a job, but because she realized that life is way too short to leave the key to your happiness in someone else’s pocket.”


“I was the type of person, that held onto things too tight. Unable to release my grip, when it no longer felt right.  And although it gave me blisters, and my fingers would all ache, I always thought that holding on, was worth the pain it takes.  I used to think in losing things, I’d lose part of me too, that slowly I’d become someone, my heart no longer kew.  Then one day something happened, I dropped what I had once held dear, but my soul became much lighter, instead of filled with fear.  And it taught my heart that some things, aren’t meant to last for long, they arrive to teach you lessons, and then continue on.  You don’t have to cling to people, who no longer make you smile, or do something you’ve come to hate, if it isn’t worth your while.  That sometimes the thing you’re fighting for, isn’t worth the cost, and not everything you ever lose, is bound to be a loss.”

~ e.h.