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one worry at a time. And right now my next worry is getting ready to go babysit. I’m glad I keep getting asked to babysit for these three families who call me all the time, because I really need the money. But the last time I sat for this little boy he was such a brat. He wouldn’t mind me at all. I hope he’s better this time!
July 27
    Hold this for me, DSF,
    Dear Future Husband,
    I turned sixteen today, and I know it may seem weird writing this to you now, but this letter is sort of my way of making a promise to you in writing.
    Maybe I already know you, or maybe we haven’t met yet. Either way, I want to save myself for you. I want my whole self, my heart and body and everything, to be a present I’ll give you on our wedding day.
    I don’t care how long it takes or how hard it gets, but I promise you I won’t let anybody else “unwrap” me, so on our wedding night I’ll be the kind of gift you’ll be happy to receive.
    I know I have a lot of years ahead of me before we get married, whoever you are. That’s why I want to make this promise now, so that no matter whom I go out with, I’ll always think of myself as a present I want to give to you alone one day.
    I also want to start to pray for you, wherever you are, whoever you are, that God will be preparing you for me and that you’ll save all of yourself for me too.
    I already love you.
    Your future wife, Christina Juliet Miller
August 10
    Aloha, DSF!
    I wrote that letter to my future husband when we were in Hawai’i. My aunt surprised us after we picked up Paula from the airport and said we were all going to Maui to spend the week with Uncle Bob and Todd. It was a dream come true, but even before we left I found myself wishing Katie was coming with me instead of Paula because Katie and I have gotten so close this past year. Paula and I tried to pick up where we left off in our friendship but we’d both changed so much. Then when we got there, Paula seemed set on capturing all of Todd’s attention, which made me furious.
    On my birthday we went swimming in this cove where we could snorkel and see lots of fish. I loved it! Todd came swimming out to my raft, and we talked and it was like nothing had changed between us just because Paula was flirting with him.
    That was my favorite part of my birthday because the morning was a disaster and the luau and hula show with everyone that evening wasn’t exactly my idea of a good time. I mean, it was a good time, but I would have been just as happy walking barefoot along the beach holding hands with Todd. At the luau they had us go up on the stage and dance the hula and it was so embarrassing.
August 11
    Aloha, again, DSF!
    I had to go to the grocery store with my mom so I had to stop writing that last entry before I told you everything about Hawai’i. It’s after 11:00 pm now and everyone else is asleep. I like summer nights like this when it’s warm and quiet. My window is open and I can hear the nocturnal critters out there making all their happy summer night sounds. There’s one cricket or frog or something that keeps making this one high note over and over. Maybe it’s a bird. Anyway, my window is open and I can smell the jasmine from the front of the house. It’s so sweet! I’d love to stay up all night on a night like this.
    Now, on to the rest of the Maui trip.
    The big adventure of the week was when we went to Hana and then on to some waterfalls and pools where we went swimming. Todd jumped off this bridge—his bridge. When he was a kid he went camping with his dad in that part of Maui and his dad jumped off the bridge into the pool of water below but Todd didn’t jump. He decided he wanted to jump now and he did.
    Later, Todd called it “our” bridge. He gave me a poster of the bridge for my birthday because it was a place that had good memories for him. Now it has good memories for both of us. I have the poster up in my room right now. I had to drive over the bridge because Todd was stung by a