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By Shirley MC
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Dear Diary,
This last year has been so crazy I have forgotten to keep you updated so here I go.
January:
I finally find my dream job, fit into my jeans and live down the road from the beach.
I’m living back home, why would I want to leave, why would I want to live anywhere else?
February:
Why is it just when I thought nothing could interrupt my lifestyle, just when I realised God is all I need I decide to get with the times and discover the internet.
My best friend jokes I might find love.
I said no, not for me.
God will bring my future husband in the flesh.
Little did I know God did have my husband ready, in another country.
How will we meet?
March:
I’m pouring out my heart to a complete stranger online.
I get butterflies in my stomach, my heart jumps when I see an email from him.
Why am I feeling like this? It can’t be love it’s not real.
April:
He calls today for the first time, his voice is so lovely.
We talk every second day, conversation flows with him. It’s a shame we can’t meet.
May:
I get an email he wants to come and meet me.
Why? Is he really going to come for me?
June:
I agree to meet; I take my best friend along for support.
He is exactly what I had imagined and looks exactly like his photos.
My best friend approves.
Why am I falling for someone who isn’t from my hometown?
I don’t want to leave home, not now I’m not ready.
July:
He comes again to visit.
He tells me he loves me, I reply the same.
Why I did, I don’t know?
I don’t want him to feel bad.
I cry so much when he leaves.
I realise I do love him.
My heart hurts every night, I want to see him.
August:
Now we talk everyday, it’s been two weeks we’ve been apart.
He offers to pay for my ticket to go and visit him.
I agree to go next month.
September:
I arrive at the Airport; he has roses, my favourite.
He shows me around his hometown; it is very cute, nothing like my home.
Before I leave he takes me out on the most romantic day.
We go to a park for lunch and end the afternoon on a hot air balloon ride.
He points out various tourist sites as we float by, I look up at a passing plane when he taps me.
I turn and he is on one knee.
He says he can’t keep on living apart from me and he asks me to marry him.
I start to cry he stands to put the ring on my finger.
He trips.
The ring goes flying, I scream out NO!
I try to catch it.
He starts laughing, and tells me not to worry it is all a joke.
I turn to look at him, he is holding the real ring, the first is joke.
I start crying again, he holds me, tells me to stop crying and asks what my answer is.
I say ‘Yes!’
October:
We set a date January 1st, I know less then 3mths away, it is crazy, but I love him.
I tell my family and everyone is happy and sad.
Only as I will have to leave home.
I will deal with that later; I have a wedding to prepare.
November:
Everything is booked, now I just have to find my dress.
He visits again and tries on his Tuxedo.
We have our Engagement party.
We also book our honeymoon.
It is going to be so much fun I can’t wait.
December:
Weeks away now, I find my dress, I’m now getting very nervous.
Mum tells me to start to pack.
Pack?
I never realise I have to take everything. I start to cry, mum tells me it is time to leave home and make a new home. She quotes me the scripture:
Psalm 20:4 (New International Version)
‘May he give you the desire of your heart and make all your plans succeed.’
She asks, is he one of your desires? I reply yes.
She says, then go and make a new home.
We will always be in touch through God.
January:
Our Wedding, our Vows, our Honeymoon.
All is finished, now off too my new Home.
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It's asking to be expanded into a longer story, I believe, although it works as a shorty.