"Dear Future Husband..  I don’t want to be your girlfriend. I just want  to be the one you call your wife. Your presence will give me happiness.  You’ll be my halal prince charming. Riding your horse of Taqwa. Holding  onto the Quran in your right hand and the Sunnah in your left. I hear  you’re worth the wait, so I'll wa...it  Insha’Allah. My heart belongs to no one, I just thought I should let  you know. It belongs to Allah & only Him. You’ll have to get lost in  Him to find me & even then you’ll still have to rightfully become  apart of my heart. Only through Him. What I’m trying to say is that WE  have to get lost in Him to find each other. I hope you’re up for the  journey. I know I am."
(Taken from Hijabi Hijab's status on facebook)
Dear Future Husband,
Salaamulaykum. It’s Zainab, your future wife. Maybe you’re reading  this before we know each other, which would be amazing. Or maybe I’ve  shown this to you before we decide to get married.
If I’ve yet to find you, well there are a few things I’m searching  for. I hope you’re a good Muslim and the only thing you love more than  me is Allah. You also have to keep up with me, I’m always pushing  forward. And even when I make mistakes I have that bad habit of not  really examining them and chugging forward- so make sure you stop me and  make me a little more patient? 
I’m a bit of a nerd. Ok not a ‘bit’. I’m a big nerd. I hope that  instead of regular old dates we’ll go to different places and try new  things all the time. I’m off beat.
I think I’m just wasting my time here- I’m trying to get to the  point. I tend to ramble too. I try to get my point across as direct as  possible but I still ramble- like right now.
You can cry in front of me, you can  get angry and mad- you can be silly, you can show me your weaknesses.  You can make mistakes big or small- but I still love you. And inshAllah  you will love me the same. Because love doesn’t just mean acceptance- it  means that I will always be there to pick you up, to push you forward. 
I’m not the best person. I get angry easily, and I can be stubborn.  I’m insecure and sometimes I lack confidence. But I always strive to be  the best. It’s often said that the first man in a woman’s life is her  father- and that her husband has to be someone who will measure up to  him. That is not the case with me, I love my Dad but I don’t want to  marry someone like him at all. You must promise to me that you will pour  cool water on my hot temper, that you’ll pay attention, that when we  have children you will be involved with their life. You have to pay attention, ok? You have to be there, you can’t be emotionally absent in any way. Please don’t let your anger get the best of you, just- Be there. 
And I’ll be the best wife I can be. Together we’ll be ambitious and  hardworking and loving. I’ll take care of you and our children, I’ll  always be happy to go to your parents and family. Let’s just try to  enjoy life though, that’s all. 
Right now it’s like staring out of a window and staring at the vast  expanse of earth, of people all living. And from my vantage point trying  to look for you. It’s impossible. Maybe you’re right here already?
Let’s meet one day.
(Taken from Beauty of Islam - Tumblr *with some changes)
P/S : Just love the words of how the writer was trying to express to. Was gigling myself when read those words. Simply LOL-ing myself. :D
Dear Future Husband
. . .
P/S : Just love the words of how the writer was trying to express to. Was gigling myself when read those words. Simply LOL-ing myself. :D
Dear Future Husband
. . .


 
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