To My Dearest #7

It will be a great year ahead of us. Are you ready for it? Because I do. I don't know if you know, but I am delighted to start the year having you in my life. I can never be more thankful than I am right now because of you. You make my life worth while and I'm sure for the rest of our lives.
I prayed to God until the day I ask you if I can pray for you, As I sat there thinking about you I said to God I hope it will be the last one and hoping I get it right this one. But there are few things I want to say to you. So here it goes..

Dear Future Husband,

I’m writing you this letter because at one point in my future life, I will have chosen to spend the rest of my days with you.  That means a lot to me, and hopefully to you.  I want you to understand my thoughts and feelings, and those are best expressed in writing.  So here we go.
I want you to know that if on our first date we go to a wings place, Italian restaurant, or if I order a salad I will look like a barbarian trying to shovel food in my mouth. I have to use 50+ napkins eating wings. When I eat spaghetti, I can’t twirl it correctly so I have to bite some of it off when chewing and most of it falls back onto the plate.  It’s real lady like.  The same goes with salad (if I order a salad on a first date just dump me already).  If you can understand that I will challenge you to a food eating contest and potentially win, then we have an excellent future ahead.
After we eat massive amounts of food, I want us to sit on hardwood floors and fart as loud as we can.  Whoever farts the loudest or longest obviously wins.  Love me for the fact that I’m very much okay with public flatulence to the point I won’t stop laughing if you fart really loud.  I won’t yell or scold you for this action, and you better not be ashamed of me when I do it.  If you fart in bed, I’ll laugh even harder.
I will run out of the bathroom excitedly because if I just had a great poop, I will want you to know immediately how great it was.
If you watch football obsessively, I will too.  As a die hard Nebraska fan, I will sit on the couch every Sunday during the fall and watch whatever team you love lose.  If you have your friends over, get used to me being there getting just as emotionally invested as you and plenty of food I can cook so everyone can enjoy a nice footy and a meal.  Don’t get embarrassed, I want you to be proud I understand what a safety means, and that Super Bowl Sunday is essentially like Christmas.
Speaking of religion, I'm a Christian, but as I've said before I am not completely devoted, but I am willing to grow spiritually with you and we can still have our daily devotion everyday.  If you accept me for my shortness that’s already a reason that I will love you immensely.  I don’t care how we will work out our spiritual life, but let us make sure that we have to give God a time every Sunday, as long as you don’t shove either view in my face and know we’ll be celebrating every holidays that comes in our way.

Speaking of loving me, I want you to love my body.  Not in a deeply sexual way, that’s okay too.  If you ever tell me that I should go to the gym, I’ll hug you.  I’m independent in my exercise, so if you think saying “maybe we could go together” in a passive aggressive way will work.  Understand that I’ll never be a size two, but I am pretty proud of the size of my boobs. Future husband, if we never fight please instigate one.  A couple that doesn’t fight has nothing going on in their lives.  I will promise to love you forever if you accept me for being me, so don’t worry about getting in my face about something we disagree on, or if I accidentally threw out something that really mattered to you.  I apologize in advance for my stubbornness, but I will always acknowledge the other side of an argument.
Understand my addictions: Netflix, video games, movies, TV series, animes, bookes, mangas, sleeping in late, all kinds of music, cheesecake and junkf oods.
I want you to know that I have the capacity to love and care deeply for you.  I will take a bullet for you, have kids, and defend you.  I want us to have meaningful conversations that end up with us laughing about the absurdly smelly fart I just let loose while talking about Syria.
If you can accept me for all my faults, weird openness, and my love of food, we are meant to be.  I know we haven't met yet, and that’s okay.  One day I’ll be there, not knowing what you’re about to get into on a first date in an Italian restaurant or perhaps other restaurants.  Either will I.
Just remember, Game of Thrones is the greatest show alive.  I am a Harley Quinn type of girl when it comes to life.  If you understand this, we’ll be on the same page until we die.
Much Love,
Your Future Wife