Phillips Boot Graduation. I remember getting out of school that tuesday after a test and rushing back to my apartment so I could meet my parents in Macon. I drove all the way to Parris Island where we met up with his parents!! I was so excited. They got to see him that day for Family Day and showed me all the pictures except for the one of him holding his graduation picture. He didnt want me to see that until he was able to show me himself. He was proud of himself :) and he was perfectly capable of doing that. He had accomplished something amazing! I did not sleep at all that night. I slept with my phone beside me texting anyone who was awake! haha. I just could not make myself go to bed. So i just laid their and tossed and turned until 4:30 when we all woke up. We all got ready, I wore a turtleneck sweater dress with leggings and heels. My hair looked great! Its super long, and straight. We all met downstairs with our signs that i made. They were in the shape of pacman and had writing on them. His initials are PAC. We got to the base and I was so excited!! I know a lot of girls know that amazing feeling :) I sat at the edge of the bleacher row we were in. His mom was sitting next to me, and I kept bouncing my leg up and down which was making a noise because of my heels. She had to grab my knee about 5 times before I finally stopped haha. They teased us with videos and all this talking and then finally they rolled in. I cried. haha. Finally, after the hour and a half ceremony they dismissed them. I was half way down the bleachers before the whistle finished blowing. I remember running down the stairs and walking through this mass of men in uniform looking for a glimpse of his smile, or anything to remember him by. Then I saw him. He was talking with a fellow Marine, and we both caught each other out of the corner of our eyes. I ran. That hug was the best thing ever. I absolutely loved it. He had changed so much. Really reserved. We took a lot of pictures and then he had to go get his stuff, he took me with him :) We walked with our arms linked. My mom got a picture of it :)
After getting his stuff he introduced me to one of his DI's. We then met up with his family and mine and walked to the car. I drove separately from my family so we could have some time together. We got in the car and I was turning the key to start it up, I looked over at him and he was right there, lol, ready to kiss me :) My phillip was back! We went back to the hotel to get our stuff and then we left for home. We were leaving the hotel, and I was driving again, and he looked at me, grabbed my leg and said that I looked beautiful. He said he got a lot of compliments about me when he was getting his stuff :) So sweet. We went out to eat, when really all he wanted to do was just get home. At lunch he had the biggest steak imaginable, and devoured it before i finished my five shrimp I had. haha. We left the restaurant and he said he was tired so I turned the radio down and let him sleep. That lasted about 30 min. i would look over at him, he looked so handsome. When he woke up he talked my ears off the whole way back! I loved every moment of it. He also stripped in my car, which my dad was driving in the car behind us. haha. He kept kissing my hand and saying he loved me. We got to his house, and his dog lucy was so excited to see him she literally peed all over the floor!! It was hilarious.
I just loved that moment of having him home. I knew that it wouldn't be for long, but I would cherish every moment that I could get. Thats what life is all about, the little things.
Day 22: Something that upsets you
Nothing ever really upsets me, but I really get upset when people get into others business. I hate when people cause unnecessary drama. I have dealt with it all through high school with girls trying to come between me and phillip, some were successful, but look where we are now, and since i have been in college, i have only had one problem. But that problem is gone now. Im usually a very positive person, and try and stay that way. So I dont need drama upsetting me.
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