Dear future husband,
As the series of events would show, I haven't met you yet. That's ok. I just wanted to take the brief time to let you know that the same series of unfortunate yet necessary events have taught me many lessons that are in turn preparing me for you. By the time I meet you I'm sure I would've seized all activity of blogging given that I'm about to seriously marry myself (pun) to my hobbies that that are of more priority to me (dance, fitness) & just love on me tell myself I'm beautiful every day to really try to negate as much of the past 6 months as possible. Knowing how much you love me I'm sure you would stop at nothing to come and give one bad ass blow to the perpetrators in question that inform the above mentioned "past 6 months". Even me self you would wan come give me a knock on my head for allowing such, not even because I'm degreed, but seriously because Funmi.. is Funmi. Anyway all blame shifiting aside, I just want to tell you that by the time you are ready to meet me I would have been the best version of myself.... all gold goes through fire (burning schorching almost consuming fire) to become what it is. I'm nowhere near that best person yet, but I'm ready and willing to begin today to do that. I will also put it out there: I will know by that time how much of a gift and prize I am that you will have to earn me. Prove your love to me. I will take your words for face value and will make sure your actions align neatly. I'll forever be connected to my spiritual source of life (Jesus) & until that day that we meet I will make sure to keep you in my prayers.
I'm thankful (while still healing) for all the lessons that the first half of 2017 brought on and I look forward to what's to come.
More life.
More everything.
Oh yes you will enjoy my Drake references & my constant inits, init.
Funmi
