Something i wrote 9 months ago…
To my future:
Someday I know you will come. Someday when I know I’m complete and ready
to love you with all my heart, mind and soul. And though my heart has been
broken so many times that I feel hollow already, there is a place for you in my
heart that will always be yours. Because you are the one for me, for ages and
seasons, life has prepared for us to meet and never be separated again.
Every woman is little girl. Every little girl wishes for a prince. Life
and reality has taught me what kind of prince I want and what is right for me.
And this is him…
Someday my prince will come. But he won't ride in a royal carriage or in
a fancy car. Instead he will walk outside the rain just to see me. He won't
ride on a white horse either; his pure intentions will lead himself to me. He
won't protect me with a brilliant, magical sword; his loving arms, stability
and fortitude instead will keep me safe and warm. He won't have lots of
treasures, gold and precious gems, designer items and pricey collections. He
will have lots of stories for us to talk about though. We will have tons of
arguments to settle with lessons to learn along the way. Morning and night,
we'll always have something to talk about.
He won't serenade me with love songs, a
quartet or organize a symphony for me, he will however laugh at my jokes as I
laugh at his. His and my laughter will fill the air. He will make me laugh and
our laughter will be the sweetest music one can ever hear on earth. He won't
have a huge castle, a pricey apartment in the big city or a mansion with
helpers waiting. He will however provide a home of comfort, acceptance and
love. A home we will both build with our hands. 
In our home you won't see expensive
sculptures and classic paintings. Instead you will see pictures of happy
people, of children, our pets and simple celebrations. You will smell homemade
cooking, cookies baked in the oven, dirty diapers and an unbathed dog. We will
travel together with the little money we have saved, and savor every scenery
and memory.
Simple imperfections and pleasures in life. And he will neither
promise me a lifetime of comfort, nor would he promise me the world. He would
however promise to be with me through the good, the bad and the ugly. He will
promise to do his best for a promise we have both given to each other. In the
end he will be happy he did. That I can also promise him.
Because a real man knows the value of a woman.
Not only when she's at her best but also when she's at her weakest. He knows
that a long and lasting relationship is not something you win in the lottery.
Its not a wish granted when you toss a coin on a wishing well. It’s something
that requires hard work, trust, commitment, responsibility and faith.
Chemistry, respect, attraction, a dash of magic and okay maybe even a sprinkle
of luck. 
He
will understand that I don't need him to complete myself. And he doesn't need
me to complete himself either. But together we would be more than complete...
we would be in bliss. That feeling that even though you walk in a path of
uncertainty and challenges, at the end of the day you can still look at each
other in the eyes and smile and say, “ I love you” and mean every word of it. He
would be willing to join and share with me a fuller, healthy, blessed life. We can go anywhere we want to, but together we will always be home. Someday…
it’s not too far.
- Mooji
(Photo Credit: Celine Bonnaud)
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