Dear Boy

Yes! I found the "Dear Boy" counterpart to my previous post.

I did a bit of research this morning and I found out that these two letters were originally published in Chicken Soup for the Soul 3.

They're both really cute... it makes me wonder, if I were to write a letter to my future husband / boyfriend when I was still single, what would I say? Hmmmm.... Maybe it will also sound kind of like this...

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Dear Boy,

I do not know who you are, or where or when we will meet, but I do hope it is soon.

I pray that when we meet and fall in love, you will love me, for me, and not hope for someone thinner or prettier. I hope you won't compare me to girls who may have brighter smiles. I hope that you will make me laugh, take care of me if I get sick, and be trustworthy.

I hope that you will remember that I prefer daisies to roses, and know my favorite color changes with my mood. Please know that my eyes aren't blue, they are gray, with flecks of navy.

Please know I might be too shy to kiss you first, but please don't be afraid to kiss me. I won't slap you or push you away. I'm sure your kisses will be perfect. When we go on a date, please don't stress about where to take me; what's important is that I'm with you.

Dear Girl

I found this cute and sweet "letter" on the other side of one of our scratch papers. Sometimes, you actually do get to find treasures among "trash", after all. :)

Dear Girl,

I feel that the time has come for me to have a girlfriend. I know you're out there somewhere. Don't worry, I'll find you.

And when I do, I hope that you will love me because I'm Derek, not because I'm Mike's younger brother. I hope you won't be embarrassed when my clothes don't match, or be annoyed when I want to watch the Lakers on ESPN, instead of Party of Five.

I hope that you will remember I play soccer, not football, and that I play midfield, not defense, and that every weekend I live with my dad.

I pray that you'll love me despite my tendency to forget birthdays, and if your parents invite me to dinner, please write their names really small on my hand so I can use it for reference.

The Juliet Club

Dear Claire,

"What" and "If" are two words as non-threatening as words can be. But put them together, side-by-side and they have the power to haunt you for the rest of your life.

"What if?"

"What if?"

"What if?"

I don't know how your story ended but if what you felt then was "true love", then it's never too late. If it were true love then, why wouldn't it be true now? You need only the courage to follow your heart. I don't know what a love like Juliet's feels like- a love to leave loved ones for, a love to cross oceans for. But I'd like to believe if I ever were to feel it, that I'd have the courage to seize it. And Claire, if you didn't, I hope one day that you will...

All My Love, Juliet

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