To My Sweetie:
I love you. I love you so much that my heart verges on exploding leaving a pleasant yet intense pain in my chest. Everyday I look at you and still feel those butterflies in my stomach. I am shocked that you deigned to look upon me, let alone date me. And when you asked for my hand in marriage? That day in Alaska? Tears well up because I knew then, like I know now, that no one else could compare to you. My yes was not tentative nor did it come with caveats. I promised to support and encourage you in whatever decision you came upon. So when you left for 2 years, and we broke off our engagement to make things easier, it was with heavy heart that I said good-bye. My only solace came from nightly sob sessions as the hole in my heart grew. But when we reunited, and you again asked me to marry you, I knew my future would only be complete with you in it.
I am proud of you and all that you've accomplished: undergraduate to medical school, you have worked your butt off and it shows. Yet you've kept our family in mind in whatever decisions you've made. Never letting things get in the way of our precious time together.
Last year, when things got tight, you picked up a second job. This year, when it happened again, you supported me in working.
You are the kindest, most compassionate man I know. Thank you for teaching me the real meaning of Christ-like love, even after I left religion. Without you, I would have still held onto my selfish tendencies; with you, I become a passionate person for those who are needy, under served, and far less privileged than we are.
I love you. Let that encompass everything I feel toward you.
With complete adoration,
Amber
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