Last night was wonderful. I laid on the couch in the arms of my love while we told eachother our fears and hopes and concerns. He opened his heart. I opened mine to what he was saying. I love the feeling that he is holding the whole world inside of his arms whenever I am in his. He means everything he says in regards to loving me, and I hope that I will be able to accept that love more fully in the coming months and years.
I love the fact that we are both Mormon. We have started praying together every night, and it is such a great experience. Usually we kneel by the couch at whomever's apartment we are at, and I lay my head on his shoulder and put my hands in his. Last night, Sam was sick and her boyfriend and his roommate came over to give her a blessing right as we were about to pray, so we went outside and stood by his car and hugged and he said the prayer like that. I knew without a doubt that this is the man who I want to spend the rest of my life with. I knew that he was the one who would be saying the other half of my couple prayers for the rest of my life. I knew that he would whisper a prayer into our children's ears, and would help them fold their arms and hold them in his lap.
I really do love him, and hope that I can show him how much I love him every day.
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i miss you! lots. and i want to cheer up, reassure and love that pretty face of yours.
This is genuine and beautiful.
I feel at peace about your life, and I trust him.
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