On your 18th birthday, I offered to innocently buy you an ice cream. You said, “Noooooo.” I bought it for you anyhow. And that was that, after all, you were only 18 and I was almost 24, which means you were way too young for me.
But you never really left my mind. I admired your heart from afar. I fasted from women because I was sick of being let down. I knew that I would like to get a good girl like you.
The next year I took time off from college, but thought about you from time to time. For once in my life I was at peace. I left the very thought of you in God’s hands.
That next fall I returned to Ozark Christian College. I was sitting in the parking lot when I saw you walking with your friend. Your smile made me like you even more.
I prayed right then and there that God would let me have you. I wanted to marry you. I had never prayed about something so seriously in my life.
The next day while I was getting ready to leave my time at study skills you were beginning yours. You asked me to church and I said yes. Five months later, while at church, I asked you to marry me and you said yes.
On August 14, 2004 I was required to get dressed in my tux five hours in advance. That’s okay because at the end of the day I received my bride. I love my bride…
I love you my sugar bean, dear, darling, honey, My Favorite!
I pray that God will grant me enough time to live a full life with you.
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