Passion

The word passion holds a lot of meaning in my life. When I like something I usually become passionate about it in some way. I have a lot of strong emotions about many things and my passions overwhelm my life.
One big passion of mine is singing. I absolutely love to sing. I have a pretty good ear for hearing different harmonies in songs when they aren’t being sung. What I like to do is sing those harmonies along with the melody because I love the way it sounds. I am so grateful that God gifted me with such a beautiful voice. Since singing is a big passion of mine I can’t help but share my gift with the world.
Although singing is a big part of my life, I have a passion that overrides it and that is getting married. Ever since I was a little girl I have fantasized about my wedding: the venue, the food, my gorgeous wedding gown, but most of all, my mystery man. I can’t wait to get married and walk down the aisle, all eyes on me. To see my husband look at me and smile the biggest smile of his life. I will cry tears of joy as we exchange our vows.
It is a major challenge going about my day being so close to the age of twenty and not knowing who I am going to marry. I look at every guy as if he could be my potential husband. Even though this is unhealthy it has its positives. I use my better judgment to determine if I should date someone. If I can’t see myself marrying the man then there is no point in dating him. I know my prince charming is out there somewhere and I can’t wait to meet him, get to know him and love him for the rest of my life.