It's that can't eat, can't sleep, reach for the stars, over the fence, world series kind of stuff...

So, love. Another one of those abstract things, kind of like faith. Who know what it really is or if we really have it? Isn't it funny how there are so many different types? There's the type of love your feel for your family, the type of love you feel for your friends ... and then there's that one, the biggy ... the love you feel for a significant other.

I, at 22 years old, have never felt the biggy. Well, that only a half truth. I've felt the biggy, but no one has felt that for me. At this point in my life, Im ready for it. I'm ready for that one great love of my life.

Sometimes I think about why I haven't found him yet, or why it isn't who I thought it was going to be. I'm pretty sure I know why ... I need to realize that the first love of my life is Jesus Christ. In knowing that, I know God has one man for me and when I find him that sort of love wil be so much more then anything I have ever felt before. I pray for my husband often and sometimes daydream about where I will meet him and what he'll be like. I know he will be a man of God. When I stand at the alter and tell him I know he's the person God made for me, I know he'll say the same thing back and mean it and believe it. I know we'll pray together and read the Bible together. And in typical girl fashion, I made a list.

My husband will be someone who:
will listen to loud music in the car and sing as equally as loud.
will kiss me on the forehead each morning when I get up and each night before we got to bed.
will take me to baseball games and chow down on hot dogs with me.
will sit at my family dinners and joke around with us.
will help my dad with projects around the house.
is passionate about his career, but realized personal relationships and family will always be more important.
with a good sense of humor who can make me smile in the midst of all my tears.
to grow old with - someone who when we are 70 and he touches my hand, I still get tingles.
a best friend.
will inspire me to be a better person.
will read my blog and all my other silly ramblings.
the half that makes me whole.
loves me for my mind and spirit, not just my body.
can see past all my flaws and realized that I'm a good person.
will eat pancakes with me ... at any time of day.
loves to cuddle.
thinks about others before himself.
after I throw one of my fits can look me right in the eyes and still say "i love you."
will bring me soup, liquids and medicine when I'm sick.
sees a special spark in me that no one else does.
will looks at me from across a crowded room and think, "wow, I am so in love with that girl. How did I get so lucky?"
thinks things thru before he makes decisions.
is financially independent.
doesn't drink or hang out in bars.
idea of a good time icnludes a game of cards, hot chocolate and deep conversation.

I know that that man exsists and God will send him to me when I'm ready. And I will love him and take care of him for the rest of our lives.
Happy Valentine's Day.