Because this post is about to get wild. Okay, not wild like that.. I'm not that kind of girl.
What I mean is.. I love him. Yes, I just admitted to my blogword that I love this new man.
He is the perfect combination of every thing I've ever wanted out of a man, a partner, a husband, a father to my future kid(s). I just look at him and see my life standing before me.
I can't tell you one certain thing that made me know. I just was overcome with so many emotions. I've known for about a week. Actually last Wednesday night is when I felt the RUSH of emotions run over me like never before.
And all he did was walk into the room and smile at me.
I wake up each morning thinking about him and I go to bed thanking God for trusting me to be the woman in his life. He makes me feel like a little girl and a beauitful, grown woman all in the same minute. His eyes are kind and I feel like I can read into him in ways I've never experienced with anyone else.
I know his thoughts before he says them, because I'm already thinking the same thing.
We compliment each other in so many fantastic ways and are confident that when the day comes (and we know it will) that we disagree about something, that we know how to handle each other. Relationships are about teamwork and both of us are willing to give it 110%.
He knows the hurt, he knows the pain. He has longed for the love for his entire life just like I have. We've danced around each other our whole lives. Small towns are good for that sometimes. But we never once met, and I believe God did that on purpose. He wanted both of us to live out our individual lives and even go through some of that pain so when He let us find each other, we would know what a true God given miracle it is.
He is a strong Christian man who I need in my life. I want a partner who will agree to raising a child in the same way as me and living out our daily lives together. He is the Prince Charming I've read about in my fairytale books. He is the man who made me cry in all the romance books I read. He is elderly man who will still want to hold my hand when we are 80 years old and going out for dinner. He is the man who will never leave the house without a kiss goodbye and telling me he loves me. He is the man who a child can depend on. He is the father that will take time out of anything else in his day to play football with his little boy.
He knows who and what matter in life and MAKE life.
He has awakened my soul on so many deeper levels than I thought could really happen. I've found the man I see giving my life to. I can see myself standing before him on our wedding day and completing falling apart from tears because I will be so overjoyed. I see this man and know I'm safe. I know the world is a bad place, but in his arms I am safe.
My life changed because of this man. And I owe him my life making sure he knows what kind of person he let me fall back into. He brought me back home. I am more myself than I have been in years. I finally sleep at night and enjoy life how it is supposed to be done.
He is the one I've been waiting on.