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TO MY DEAR FUTURE HUSBAND


Babe,
Part of today I really missed Kevin; more than I expected. And I was prideful because I think I should be “over” it by now.. whatever that means. None of my strength is depended on me and I need to remind myself that. I’m a weak vessel totally depended on Christ. I pray Christ will continue to heal me and remind me that he pursues me everyday, to remind me that I did the right thing in honoring Christ and you by ending things with that boy; to remind me that my ultimate desire in marriage is to marry a man who loves Jesus more than he could ever love a wife. To remind me that he has my heart, that he sees my hurt, and will remind me that he has paid my ransom. To remind me that I;m not this super human who has achieves proverbs 31 status yet. I need him to remind me that there is still so much work for me to do as a single; a different kind of work than if I was married serving you as your wife and mother of our sweet babies. I need to be constantly gospaled everyday because I forget the gospel everyday as flawed sinner. I need him to remind me that even if I never get married, Christ is more than enough and better than any human man would ever be to me. I need for him to remind me not to compare myself to my friends who are my age and married. I need him to remind me to settle, not to be discontent, and to run after him with passion. I need him to remind me of resting in where he has placed me. I need him to remind me that he will give me such a peace when you come into my life darling husband and that I won’t have to question if you are pursuing me or what your intentions are for our relationship. I love you so much already now. Take care.

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FutureWife


Before you are trying to attract me make Sure: (Future Wife)

1.You have no Austrian and German Ancestors. (All countries where
German is spoken Austria, Germany, Switzerland, Lichtenstein aso. )

2.Neither Italian, Spanish, Portuguese, Turkish, Persian, Arabian, Hungarian,
Czech, Slovakian, Bulgarian, Russian, Albanian, Romanian, Yugoslavian
(All Balkan: Serbian, Bosnian, Croatian, Slovenian). Incl. Finland, Japanese,
(Axis countries WW2).

3.You are neither Greek.

4.You are tall, have black hair and about 5.6ft to 5.8ft.
5.You have no tattoos and piercings, taking no drugs,
or any medication.

6.You are selfconfident and you have goals in your life.
7.You are not hanging around with friends and partying.

8.You have to be kind of conservative and not a socialist,
feminist, lesbian and pervert.

9.You are not religious (I dont want to marry in church).

10.You have good manners and behavior.
11.You came from a good social environment and layer.
12.You love children and your intention is to marry me.
13.You have been never married, and you have no children.
14.You have no pats and you hate pats.

15.You are an not only an US citizen and live in the USA, but although live in
the, US City, I want to live the rest of my Life. (Ask me)
16.You are at about my age, Iam 33 and born Oct,25,1979

aso. aso. (Criteria I havent mentioned and are non of your business)

These are some of my criteria, and iam 33 years old, so your pictures would not
attract me, if you dont match these basic criteria. My intention, and what iam searching
for is my future wife, where there will be no Sex before marriage.

This is a reason why, no woman will have a chance and after my wedding to attract
me so that i betray my Wife. SHE WILL BE A PROUD MOTHER OF OUR
CHILDREN, A PROUD WIFE AND LOVER.


About Me:

Look iam a 33 years old, have brown short hair and brown eyes.
Iam pretty, attractive and 6.1ft tall.
A man who knows exactly what he wants in his life.
Love, and love at the first sight doesnt count for me.
(Real love comes after many many years with the one you match).
So iam not a teenager, neither a faggot Austrian who does not have any idea about
life and what life is about. Iam a Greek,………., and Greek men are different (doesnt
mean that all Greeks are all the same, but…), and you are talking to
Me personally, so i do the same.


Future Husband
Christos Zikos

Today’s letter was written by Name: Christos Zikos
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Dear Former Acquiantance,


Maybe one day I will see you in a different light. Maybe one day you will see me as such too. Maybe one day we’ll just get each other better. Maybe we’ll listen better. Maybe we’ll care more deeply. In the mean time, may you be that person for the others in your life. May you listen well and care deeply. And may I too grow in that regard. I’d be a foul to suggest your presence doesn’t make my heart skip a beat. I’d be a foul to say your words don’t make my heart flip. I’d be a foul to say I can converse without butterflies. You to me are the unknown. The unexpected. We are new to this story. Cast as the lead characters, may we find our way individually of each other. And if that brings us together or leads us apart, may we at least grow as people. May we not snuff each others passions or stop listening or stop caring because we are not together. May we not give the wrong impressions. May we keep our distance. May we not care about each others choices as were not together. But, dear friend — promise me this: you will love her, when you meet her, more then you ever could have me. Know this is for the better, though it breaks my heart to say it so, it is true. We know this. We cant talk like we use you. We don’t care as we did. And we don’t listen. But promise me this: you will be perfect for her, wherever she is, she deserves all of you.

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captivated


Dearest Friend,

Stop pretending like I did not know. I knew before you did that we had something special. The way you looked at me made me feel like a glowing angel. The soft subtle of your cheek never got old. Your words captivated my heart. Your eyes had me lost in another universe, where all else around us froze as if it was just the two of us in a room. Your care for humanity and humility renewed my faith in your type. You had me at awe. My whole family was excited for our wedding day. But you broke my heart. And my dreams came crashing down. I fell off the high that our love gave me and deep into the pits of despair. You don’t know you broke my heart the way you did. But let me tell you know: you did. Sleepless nights. Tear striken eyes. And when I saw you again, and *she* was by your side I knew why the idea of us could never work. Her evil eyes and careless words. Like she was pretending it was all fine. I gave the ring back. But I’m still healing. Wounds like these are deep. You say we can be friends, I’m not so sure. I know I could never be friends with your new bff, so perhaps not. But hey, at least we realized before the alter that this was not meant to be instead of breaking up our family or being miserable our whole lives. And so it is with a brave face, my dearest friend, that I let you go. May you and her have a blessed life together. Just don’t come running back to me. Stay far away from my heart.
Sincerely,
Your Ex-Fiancee

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An Open Letter to my Future Hubby


Hey You,

It’s me. I hope that you are doing well. Please know that I pray and think of you often. I wonder where you are, what you are doing, and how God is using you.

I am so excited to one day share a home together., to work together as team to serve our Heavenly Father, to cook to together, to take long walks together, to whisper sweet nothings and oh so much more. I cant wait to learn from you and to be challenged by you. To see Christ continue to use you. I cant wait for you to be the head of our house.

And before that, for you to pursue my heart. I eagerly anticipate meeting you! (perhaps I already have but we just dont know it yet?)

Praying for you, With All my Love,
Yours

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I still love you


Dear soon to be ex, I still love you, you have broken my heart, this time you have gone too far. You are back but you are not. You show you care but you care not. You are around but then you go.. and I know, I know you see her. I hurt, deeply, madly, desperately, I hurt. I now know I am not safe with you. How could you make me feel safe and loved again? There is no way ahead, but I still feel for you. I don’t understand God, I don’t understand why this suffering, I don’t understand why this moment in time where I am frozen, I cannot move on, I cannot move back. I only hurt. My dear soon to be ex, despite the pain, I wish you learn, and I wish you will be happy one day. I miss you and I will for a while. I only ask God for a chance to be alive again, not with you, this time with somebody else. But I still feel for you.

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Dear Friend


Dear Friend.

You’re always there for me. You always know what to say. You always know when to say nothing, yet you’ll never let me be, so-as to become stale.

You don’t hear it enough but thank you; you’re so appreciated. I look forward to every time we can just be together.

I trust the feelings are somewhat mutual. I’ve married a true friend.

P.S. What’s for dinner?

Today’s letter was written by Name: H.T. 575
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Moms the Word


Dear Moms,

You are the greatest.

There is not much else that needs to be said. Without you, none of us would exist.

You brought each of us into the world. You fed us. You snuggled us. You tickled us and made us giggle. You laughed with us. You cried with us. You wiped our tears and helped heal our wounds. You showed us how to love.

You gave up your life to give us everything.

And we all love you for that.

One day of breakfast in bed and arbitrary gifts is not enough to express how grateful we are for everything you have done.

Today is your day. Make sure that you get spoiled.

You deserve it.

Thank you.

With all the love that it is my being,

- The one who takes you for granted 364 days of the year.

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The product of lovers torn apart

Dear Resilient Father, Tonight, as I sit in the shadows, mildly engrossed in the movie that is playing, watching your daughter’s face glow in the screen light, there is an image that I just can’t shake. It is of you, holding the head of your beloved, stroking her beautiful blond hair away from her face for the very last time before she slips through your fingers as the final grains of sand tumble through the hourglass. Everything is silent. Still. She is gone. I can’t even imagine what it must have felt like for you in that moment, the moment when the love of your life was prematurely taken. The moment when you were entrusted to raise your little girl into a wonderful loving mother even though she had barely known her own. As I watch your daughter’s chest rise and fall in her sleep it is impossible to hold back the tears. You have raised a strong, brave, beautiful woman who is the greatest mother in the world. I have no idea how you did it, but you did. Thank you. To the angel watching from above, I know that you are smiling down as you watch your lovely take on the world of motherhood on her own. I know that you are so proud of her. You have been her guiding force. I am sorry that I never got to meet you. That I never got to see you laugh and joke and bring your family so much joy, the joy that I saw in pictures. I promise to cherish and protect your most prized possession. I hope that I will not disappoint you. - Dave
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Dear The Boy with Wings,


You’ve brought up the night we met from a few years back, and I always change the subject… We were in a college apartment in Chicago before we went adventuring around in the dark streets, catching unfamiliar buses and trains to a stranger’s house hidden in the concrete of the city. You met your girlfriend, and I met my then-boyfriend. You two were roommates. I often stuffed myself into your small, single room dorm. You were a bit rough with me and I don’t think I appreciated it much, you often intimidated me.
So…
Who would have thought I would be the one showing you around my hometown you ended up in six years later?
I wrote you a letter last night. But I don’t plan on giving it to you. Not for a while, at least.
It has secret moments hidden within my cursive lines. Like, how when I first laid eyes on you boys in that apartment, who were standing in the kitchen and I really wanted YOU to come talk to me.
And on the bus, I was shocked we never uttered a word to each other… You never gave me a backwards glance, even though I kept trying to stare you down.
Little did I know at the time, my choice was taken away from me by the simple word of “dibs.” Did you realize your roommate and I got into quite the argument about that?
And I realize now, laughing with you and playing those unique, fascinating board games that I was mad about not having a chance that first night.
Did you know you gave me your first compliment and I about died? It was on a double date to Olive Garden (because we were in college) and you said my hair looked nice- I am pretty sure I stumbled and threw myself into the backseat to hide my quickly-reddening face.
We never really got along then though… You were too aggressive for my sensitive self.
I wrote you off the first night we met as semi-grown ups too… And then when I went to your house you admired your neighbor’s beauty, and I figured you weren’t interested…
So I wasn’t interested either…
But you went to my birthday celebration, and I got too drunk, and to this day you never mention anything about it (mostly, just to save me from embarrassment). You hugged me and stayed with me the whole night even though I could barely speak and just kept smiling stupidly at everything.
You sang in your car the other day. With no music, because as far as I can tell, when you have company you don’t listen to it as you drive. But I didn’t want you to stop, my belly was so full and I kept smiling… and I wanted you to go on, try to remind me of that song even though I knew it would be fruitless. I’ve never heard of those words strung together in my life- instead you said you would message me a list of songs you recommend. I agreed quickly, until I realized that meant you stopped singing…
You once said you like to do the “slow-burn thing” take your time courting a girl… and I am sincerely hoping that this is your intention with me. You also muttered that because of this you don’t like having friends who are girls, and I looked at you and threw out my arms, while demanding, “…then what am I.” You smiled and kept walking, and to save us from an awkward moment I talked about a book that the situation made me think of…
Was I completely oblivious? Am I oblivious now? Are we just friends? Or is there more?
My time is running out in this place, and I might come back here [but I think my chance of that happening is slim, and you think my chance is even slimmer than I do] And because you continue stating you don’t believe in long distance relationships…
It makes it kind of hard to tell you how I feel.
Perhaps if you didn’t keep repeating your opinions about lovers through distance, I would tell you that playing board games while listening to music is my ideal Friday night, I have it written on so many of my “who to date” lists. So is engaging in creativity… like when you play guitar while I sketch, feeding off inspiration…
I would tell you that I laugh really incredibly hard with you, and like walking on the beach on our way to get food, running away from those random, persistent waves that try to tackle our feet.
And also, that you are going to make a girl very, VERY happy one day…
And I am selfishly hoping that I can be that girl.
So instead of giving you my letter I am hiding behind pixels and keys for right now. Passionately hoping you never stumble upon this, and kind of wishing you would…
Love,
A [female] Polar Bear

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