
Coming from a military family, where all my uncles served, has prepared me, a little...I guess.....or so I thought. This past month has really been a test for the both of us. I visited Phillip for the July 4th weekend. When i got home I just got like one or two texts over the next week. I knew he was getting ready to go to ship for two weeks and that he was busy so I would just text back telling him how much I missed him and such, something I would hope he wants to hear. Then two weeks went by, no phone calls or texts, which i was prepared for. But during that I had a lot to think about. This is what I am going to have to deal with for the rest of my life: waiting. If you know me, I am not patient. At all. I have to prepare myself, become stronger than I could ever imagine, and just have faith. Faith that everything that is supposed to happen will happen. I always pictured myself having a husband who would be there all the time, who would go to bed beside me every night and be there in the morning when I woke up. I am not going to have that, at least for the time he is serving the military. I have come to realize that, for the first time, I am okay with that. I am willing to sacrifice these simple things for the one I love, while he is away sacrificing so much more. I could never put myself in his place. Knowing that he loves me in return just as much, or as he would like to put it "more", only makes it that much easier. I have an amazing fiancé, and the best family and friends I could ever ask for. I know they will be there for me, supporting me, while he is away. It's going to be hard to toughen myself up, but I can do it. If it means the difference between him fighting with no worries and fighting worrying about how i am doing and getting himself hurt, I sure as hell am going to kick butt at becoming strong. For him. For me.

Phillip called me the other night right when he got off ship to just tell me he loved me, he started the call by saying "is this the most beautiful girl in the world"; it was only a ten minute phone call but just the fact that he took time out to do it meant so much to me. Thats what we live for right, to find someone who completes us, and loves us for who we really are. He loves how dorky I am, the way I look in the morning after I wake up, the way I smile at him and make him smile back, the way I tell him that he doesn't laugh at any of my jokes only to have him say they weren't funny and then laugh at me anyways. But most of all, the way he loves me so unconditionally. We have both made our fair share of mistakes in the past, but yet we still have this love for one another that I cant really describe. And I know some people are going to doubt that, seeing as we are only 20, but I know it's real. It is so different from when we first started dating in high school and all the stupid drama that follows with that. Our love has grown so much deeper since then. We have both matured and realized that this is what we want, each other. We had our first skype date in months tonight and it was like we were sitting right next to each other, calling each other silly names and just talking about everyday things and of course he had to pick on me for the color of my rain boots i bought and the fact that I bought the Army Wives season one, "I'm a Marine, punkin." He just makes me so happy even when he is 400 miles away. I get butterflies everytime i see him. I am genuinely happy. I am in love.





