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Dear Future Husband

Dear future husband…
If you see me typing using Times New Roman font instead of MV Boli, then you should know that I really mean business…lol

Baby, I will not deny the fact that you have been missed!
But at the same time, I am very very very glad that you are not here… yet.

Do not get me wrong baby

But the truth is, your absence has helped me greatly in my relationship with Daddy.
By your absence, I have learnt the most valuable thing in life… a relationship with the Only One Who really cares about me and can keep my heart safe.

There have been many many many times that I have sought a shoulder to cry on…many times.
There are those little secrets that no one knows about me that I have wanted to tell someone…
There have been those times when I have needed someone to laugh about something with…
There have been those days when I just needed someone around…
There have been those days…

…had you been here, that person would definitely have been you…
Good as it may seem, it is not entirely good.
Why?
Because you are human…and you may not be able to bear the weight of some of my tears…

But thank you so much baby,
Why?

Because, your absence brought me closer and closer to Daddy.
He blessed me with the gift of His Holy Spirit.
He blessed me with the best Confidante I could ever wish for.
He blessed me with the Only One Who can really protect my heart…Himself.
I am safe because I know He IS the Only Constant in my life; He will never leave me and He will never forsake me…for anything.

Baby, do not get me wrong.
It is not that I do not want you to come… (you will come when Daddy deems it time)
But, I want you to note this baby, that as long as I live, He will forever be my priority.
You will have my heart…only because He has it first and He, will give it to you.

Thank you for this foundation which will never...ever be taken away from me ❤



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