Hello, I’m not sure if I should introduce myself or not, probably since we haven’t met yet, or maybe we have? Well anyways my name is Courtnei and you and I are going to get married. Not right now, maybe not for another year or five or ten or fifty….okay please don’t make me wait fifty years. You are the person that is going to make me realize why things didn’t work out with my high school crush, why my first boyfriend dumped me, and why first dates are horrible but necessary to get to the second date. And I just want to thank you in advance for that, so thanks a million. You are also saving me from buying a bunch of cats and giving them all ridiculous names like button or trixy. Again, my most sincere thanks for saving me from having my dead body eaten by my cats when I die some day. Wow…that escalated quickly, sorry about that.
You are the person that is going to understand that I really hate using proper capitalization and try so hard to not use it but auto-correct likes to change i to I and it’s a pain to fix it every time so I cave. You are the person who isn’t going to judge me for wanting to own a hardcover copy and paperback copy of each Harry Potter book, in addition to the new box sets that have come out. You are the person who is going to force me to go out of my comfort zone and be assertive to that waitress that completely forgot to bring me a side of ranch for my fries. You are the best who is going to calm me down when that jackass in the black truck cuts me off on the expressway and makes me turn my cruise control off. You are the person who is going to have to tolerate catchy pop songs and my singing them at top volume when we’re in the car or really anywhere. You are going to be the person who lets me have the last cookie without having to ask for it because you know I’m self-conscious like that but really really really want that cookie. You are going to be the person that is there for me no matter what.
I am going to be the person that let’s you drive when we go anywhere because I know my driving makes your knuckles turn white. I am going to be the person that texts you to make sure your day is going well, and when it isn’t I promise to send you funny memes and gifs that will make you smile and remind you that there are only five hours left in the work day. I am going to be the person that will laugh at any joke you tell me. I am going to be the person that is willing to watch any movie you want as long as there’s popcorn. I am going to be the person that will listen to you ramble on about sports and agree with anything you say, your team is my team. (Unless your team is the Blackhawks, in which case we may have to agree to disagree.) I am going to be the person who will hug you tightly and will always smile when you open the door. I am going to be the person who will play video games with you, even though I will probably die every other minute. I am going to be the person who will always be your biggest fan no matter what.
Together we are going to go on adventures to new places. Places that are near, places that are far and places that only exist in our imagination. Together we are going to be the people who act like kids, but know when it’s time to be an adult (most of the time). Together we will figure out what the plan is and probably decide that we’re just going to wing it because life is too unpredictable. Together we will be the people who argue about the dumbest things and forget what our point was by the end of the argument. Together we will figure out who gets to be the big spoon and who gets to be the little spoon. And together we will build a relationship that people might not write songs or poems about, but one that will last and be one of the best and longest parts of our individual stories.
So I hope all that stuff is okay with you and that you’re out there somewhere. If you need directions to me, please don’t be afraid to ask someone…probably God, he won’t tell and your secret is safe with me. Until you stumble across me one way or another I’m going to be here, not waiting but yes waiting at the same time, if that makes any sense. I’ll just keep doing my own thing and someday our paths will cross. And on the day we get married, I’ll be the ginger in white…and when I say white I am referring to the dress, not necessarily the tone of my skin. Anyways, I suppose I will see you when I see you. And since this isn’t a goodbye…I guess I will just say, hello.
Your Future Wife
but you can call me Courtnei