Let me tell you about my Pretty Girl. I met her on a LDS chat line. I remember one of the things that made me
really interested in her. Was her
telling me how she liked to play video games with her boys. I also found out she was taking care of her
Grandma. After a while we started
talking on the phone. I felt like a
teenager I would get all giddy when I talked to her. We talked for hours; 5-10 hours
sometimes. I hated the phone until I met
her. She became my best friend. I could talk to her about anything and
everything. She understood me and I felt
I understood her. I had never really known
any one like her.
She loves her family so much she told me about her family
members so much especially her Grand Pa and Grand Ma. I felt like I knew her Grand Pa even know he
had passed away. I was fortunate to get to know her Grand Ma
before she passed away. I could feel the
love that they shared. When I met her
Mom and Dad and Sisters I felt like I already knew them.
I know she loves our boys and cares about them. I have seen her cry when they are hurt or
when they accomplish something. She is a
caregiver to our family. She strengthens
our family. She helps the boys to
remember who they are. She goes to all
there school programs weather it is Foot Ball, Cross Country, Track or
band. She worries about their grades. She makes sure they have clean close and good
meals.
I know My Pretty Girl loves me. She over looks my faults and brings out the
best in me. Just being around her I want
to do better. She puts up with my silly
way of thinking. She encourages me to
follow my dreams. She never laughs at my
silly dreams. She stands by me even when
I doubt myself.
She loves our Heavenly Father and is always helping to build
his kingdom. She encourages me to
magnify my callings. She magnifies her
callings. She helps the boys to
understand the importance of being worthy to hold the Priesthood. She loves helping people with their family history.
My Pretty Girl is my best friend and my wife. I am the luckiest guy around to have my
Pretty Girl.
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