I just returned from a weekend getaway with my future husband, and although we did not share a hotel room (because that would be scandalous), I did feel quite like a newlywed as we...
danced under the stars as the soft rain cooled our skin and the river rushed past us
sat side by side (instead of across from) one another in every restaraunt
could not stop holding hands
could not stop looking at one another
could not stop laughing at inside jokes, to the dismay of those nearby
smiled, and pecked, and pinched, and giggled, and whispered as though no one else could see
Despite our separate hotel rooms, every moment was a vision of our future together. Oh how I delight in him! He truly is the apple of my eye!
As he pulls out every chair for me
As the waiter smirks and says, "golly, she is flirting with you," as we leave the restaraunt
As he walks around the car to let me in EVERY time
As he picks up my golf ball instead of making me get it out of the hole
As he lets me "cheat" in put put so I am not too far behind him in points
Wow. My love for him grows. No one is like him. No one compares.
Mrs. Jonah Owens. With great joy I will take his name. May I honour it, as he has honoured me. May I be worthy of his name. Please Jesus, let me make him proud.
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