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I would give all kinds of things to be able to go to Lollapalooza this year.

To my future husband,
My dear, I am so excited to meet you- someday. For the first time in my life, I am filled with joy at the prospect of my singleness. The Lord is speaking radical truths into my heart, and he is opening so many doors for a beautiful life of singleness. Not permanent singleness, but before-marriage singleness. He is showing me so many new and beautiful ways to serve Him alone. I am not yet shaped into the woman I need to be to to be mature enough to commit to you. I am so excited for that day when I will be! But, currently, I am even more excited for what will happen before I know you.
I am filled with a spirit of adventure. I want to go new places- Peru, Paris, Spain, Australia, the Dominican Republic, Nepal, India… the list goes on. I want to see the world and soak it in. I want to breathe in the smells, sounds, sights, and cultures. I want to get raw, real, and uncomfortable.   And I will- without you.
I want to make friends- good friends of both genders. I want to build deep, meaningful relationships that will shape me into the woman I will be when I finally meet you. I want to visit them on every corner of this continent- Michigan, Washington, Pennsylvania, Wisconsin, Indiana… the list goes on. I want to see how others interact with their families and how my friends’ parents live out their faith within their marriages. I want to love with a deep and passionate platonic love as I find meaningful friendships with men who love you. And I will- without you.
I want to faithfully serve the Lord. I want to hunger and thirst for Him and never have my fill. I want to have my spirit broken time and time again only to see the great faithfulness of our Lord as he brings me up out of the ashes each time I am broken. I want to learn to love him quietly and peacefully, and I want to learn to love him loudly and unabashedly with a controlled sense of crazy. I want to become a woman of God who fears not. And I will-without you.
But someday, when I am far, far older than 19, we will meet. Please be someone who supports me and helps bring to fruition these cries of my heart. Be someone who helps to kindle my spirit of servitude. Be someone who will call me into radical obedience to the Lord. Be someone who will not squash my love for adventure, but who instead will lead me into more exciting opportunities for growth.
Please be preparing yourself during your single years, too. Be someone who has served the Lord with your whole heart. Be someone who has sucked the marrow out of life and is filled with zeal for this wonderful, crazy, beautiful and broken world  Be someone who has a kind and gentle heart that longs to heal the hurt and set the captives free.
Please, be someone like me.
Love,
Your wife, Caitie

A little late, but thank you thank you thank you to all who made my 19th birthday special! Love Palos, Baskin Robins, Half Price Apps, the notebook, and a surprise party… It’s too many blessings for me to handle! I have never felt so loved. What a wonderful family of Christ I have :)
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