June 2, 2025


To My Future Husband,


I don’t know your name yet. I don’t know when our paths will cross or how our love story will unfold but I do know this: I’ve prayed for you.


Before I ever knew you, I cried over love I thought I needed. I held on to people who let me go. I gave parts of my heart to those who were never meant to hold it. I begged for love that should’ve been freely given. Those were dark, painful seasons. But through it all, God was working. He was protecting me. He was preparing me for you.


There were nights I questioned my worth. Mornings when I had to choose to forgive myself, and days I had to learn to trust God more than my feelings. I realized love is not about chasing, begging, or proving yourself. It’s about being seen and chosen not for perfection, but for the heart that reflects Christ.


So, I’m waiting not passively, but prayerfully. I’m becoming the woman who will love you the way God intended patiently, faithfully, and with a heart anchored in grace. I won’t be perfect, and neither will you, but I trust that our love will be rooted in something deeper than feelings: faith, purpose, and God’s perfect timing.


“He has made everything beautiful in its time.”

— Ecclesiastes 3:11


Wherever you are right now, I hope you're drawing closer to the Lord, just as I am. I hope you're healing, growing, and dreaming. And when the time is right, I know God will write the rest of our story.


“Delight yourself in the Lord, and He will give you the desires of your heart.”  Psalm 37:4


Until then, I’ll keep loving you in my prayers.


With hope and faith,

Dea

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