Every night Austin tells you what a treasure you are, how beautiful, how kind, how perfect you are. He tells you over and over again how much he loves you and that he has never loved anyone quite as much.
The other night as you spoke to one another in bed, naked and calm and in love, he said gently, “You are so perfect, my sweetheart. I’ve been waiting for you for so long.” You could only smile and kiss him, because you knew. Without realization or plan, you had been waiting for him.
Part of you wants to rationalize, explain to your heart that you are just 22 and haven’t seen much of the world or been too many times in love to know, but my angel, you do. You have always known what was right with your heart, and you have always been aware of when it is not. Whether you act on it is a different story, but you cannot deny your mind, your intuition, the acknowledgement.
Are you wary of a future with him? No.
Do you trust him? Absolutely.
Do you trust yourself? You’re learning to.
The other night as you spoke to one another in bed, naked and calm and in love, he said gently, “I’m pretty sure I’m going to marry you.” You touched his face in the darkness, smiling as you pulled your naked body closer to his. “Then keep me. Don’t fuck it up.”
He laughed and kissed you. Remember, sweetheart, those words apply to you as well.
I don’t know where Austin came from, or how he happened into your life, but I am so grateful. For us, for you.
I hope years from now, looking back on this note, that you smile and are so happy that you trusted him and yourself. I hope that your lives are together and blissful and that there is always an overwhelming abundance of love. I hope that years from now there is a ring on your finger to match his.
Be clear with yourself. Always do what you love. Always be led by joy and be filled with love. Always tell him what you want or how you feel and ask the same from him. Be balanced, be kind.
I love you so much, my sweet girl.