Someday, Maybe

Someday, maybe I will get to hear those words. The ones where you tell me we are meant to be together. Where you ask me to be yours, sharing in your love and your home for the rest of our lives.

Someday, maybe I will get to take that walk. Down an aisle that leads to an altar, where before God and man I will pledge to be your wife.

Someday, maybe I will get to have that pleasure. The pleasure of sharing with you in the innocence of intimacy. To learn the beautiful secret of being man and wife, just as God designed it to be.

Someday, maybe I will get to awaken to that reality. The one where you are beside me. To look into your eyes as the first thing I see. To start my day with the warmth of your arms and a taste of your lips.

Someday, maybe I will get to carry that load. A belly full of life and hope. The load of a child made from our love for each other.

Someday, maybe I will get to make that journey. The one that leads to all our desires and dreams. The journey that the Lord would lay out before us, where we would serve Him whole heartedly.

And when that journey meets its end, when the path we take leads us to our eternal dwelling, I will have the joy of looking back and knowing that you were mine for a lifetime. Maybe. Maybe, someday.