My Happily Ever After..




My castle. Isn't it beautiful?

It's no secret that a year ago, I wasn't religious. I wasn't even sure I believed in the church. Actually...I know I didn't. I hated when anyone brought religion up and if I was forced into going to a farewell, I would just sit and laugh quietly to myself at everything everyone around me said. I knew that I was going to have a civil wedding with my whole family watching and a temple marriage was so far from my mind. When I moved out with my best friend, I knew if I didn't go to church every Sunday, her and I would not get along very well so, I went. I met a boy a few days before my first Sunday and I found out that he was in my ward, which was good motivation to go. All it took was one Sunday. The instant love I felt from my ward was reciprocated. I loved every second I got to spend with all of them. I was inspired so, I started reading The Book of Mormon and I found myself with my highlighter and pen constantly in hand. I couldn't stop marking things and writing my thoughts down in the margin. My scriptures now look like this:

After spending so much time with amazing men who are extremely active in the church and have a very strong testimony, I know what I want. I want a worthy preisthood holder who can take me to the temple one day and who I can spend eternity with. Nothing less. I never thought I would feel this way but now I can't imagine anything else. It feels like I have been walking around lost, looking for something but not knowing what it was. Well, I found it and i'm keeping it. I can't wait to meet my perfect man and to have an eternal family. I realize that I won't be able to have my family there when I get married since none of them are active members in the church but that is okay with me because this is something that I am not willing to sacrifice. I will get married in my castle and that is my happily ever after.

I will find my prince one day