I often find myself wondering about the girl who will one day become my wife. Though I have not met her yet, I imagine her to be someone with a heart as pure as a child’s smile. In my dreams, she is not only beautiful in appearance but more so in soul—simple, gentle, and full of kindness.

She is the kind of person who finds joy in the little things—watering plants in the morning, laughing at silly jokes, and helping others without expecting anything in return. Her eyes shine not with makeup, but with the light of honesty and innocence. She is soft-spoken, yet her words carry warmth and meaning. Her presence feels like peace—calm, comforting, and true.