Mrs. Inman (not my mom)

To whom it may concern,

I don't know if you have met her, but her name is Erin- affectionately called e. I met her in high school and fell in love with this girl. Everything about her screamed creativity, humor, and beauty. with the initials of efg, she had me frozen with her way, her style, her culture. I sit in this chair writing about her, now eight years removed from our first date, loving her with more intensity than I knew possible at 16 years of age. Now a woman, I am amazed what God has done in and through her life. And I love that God has allowed me to share life with her. It is unexplainable how awesome it is to have my life completely integrated into hers. Her sense of humor has rubbed off on me. Her sense of style has rubbed off on me. Her creativity makes me smile. Her views make me think. Her faith makes me praise. Her love and respect are things I chase.

If you don't know her, she is a fighter. She has fought anxiety, depression, and extreme loss due to the death of her mother. She strived to keep her family glued together. She sustained a new faith in Christ with doubts, assumptions, and ugly looks from friends and family. She married me. She supports me in many ways- one of which is becoming coporate to put me through grad school. she is tough.

Yet, don't assume she has bulging biceps and a flat top. she is also a softy. She is a grown woman who can't hold her tongue when she sees a dog, "doggie!" It could be a decrepit old dog with three legs, she still finds them just as cute as the young pups. You say "Kansas City" and she melts. You say "Lakewood, CA" and she starts packing her bags. You say "Cares Team" or "Skillman" and her face crumbles. God put in her a heart that knows how to love.

As I interact with her more each day, God has really impressed upon me that I need to love her with everything I got. That everyday is a gift, not promised to us. I think about what it would be like for me if she died. In five years, what would I go through to see her face again, to touch her hand, to feel her hug. May I love e. today with the same intensity that I would miss her if she were gone from me tomorrow.

I can only thank God for her. He created her. He died for her. He graciously kept us together throughout our high school and college years. He united us in marriage. He did everything. Thank you, God.

So if you don't know her yet, my advice is to get to know her. She really is an amazing person with so many intangibles to offer. If you have met this fine filipina and would like, you can use the comment box and tell the blogging world what you like about her.


matt inman

p.s.- she yells and cheers more during romantic movies than i do at sporting events.