I was thinking….
I never want to get so “old” or “self sufficient” that I won’t love someone passionately.
I never want to be in a place where I can do with or without someone.
I want to love again with all of me…. every bit of me… I want to be silly, to write corny love notes, and be playful.
I do not want to become too embittered I lose the excitement of romance in love and the anticipation of the closeness with the one who holds my heart.
I never want a love that is unwilling to be naked, open, real….
I want the kind of love and romance that will make young people laugh, roll their eyes, and feign embarrassment.
I don’t want to miss one moment or waste one second neglecting love.
I want that.
I am OK to be single, but if God should bring a husband to me…. I want to shower him with affections and bathe in his love.
I want to grow old with him, wrinkles, gray hair, and dignified.
I want to build memories and a legacy.
Because in the end, this is what matters.