dear future husband,
please teach our sons the art of romance. teach them to court and charm. teach them to call when they say they will. teach them respect for themselves and for their dates. teach them that how they dress reflects how they respect themselves and others. teach them to win and lose with dignity (no usain bolt level of ego). teach them to have direction, ambition and a work ethic. teach them to pray and hope. teach them sympathy and how to serve.
i am so tired of guys not hitting this standard. we women have cried, pulled our hair and wasted so much time on boys who couldn’t be men.
teach our sons to be men. in essence, teach them to be you.
dear future husband:
i am so grateful to my parents. my mother is a wise, wise woman. remember her sage advice, here
? yeah, i am so grateful that she’s so amazing. i’m also so grateful that she met and fell in love with my father. he, too, is such a great example.
i can only hope that i will be that type of parent. i remember him teaching me valuable spiritual lessons: following the prophets, no matter what; paying your tithing; loving the Lord with all your heart. those sorts of things.
recently, i’ve started wondering how i would react if one of my children left the Church. i have relatives who have left, and i have seen inactivity first hand. its hard. i don’t know how i would react. hopefully, though, we will have raised them in such a way that they will return. hopefully, we will love them enough that somehow, and at sometime they will return.
ps. i really want to be a mother. don’t let my beliefs about women’s rights confuse you. i think motherhood is the best calling a person can hope for.
dear future husband:
i know i’ve talked about our future family before here, here and here. but i want to go deeper and tell you what i really want in our future family.
i don’t care what they want to do: sports, music, dance, theater, etc. i will support them through it all. i only care that i teach them about christ, that i teach them to be good, to pray, study their scriptures, and respect those around them. i don’t care how they are dressed or how their room is decorated. i want them to feel safe, loved and better when they are in our home.
because in the end, it doesn’t matter if they are athletic or studious. what really matters is that we lovingly taught them to be christian.