I've found someone to walk me thru this life.

I've discovered that I am stronger than I thought I was. On April 13, 2010 the man that I was almost never separated from left to pursue his dreams with the Army. So many mixed emotions fluttered my mind; upset, mad, hurt, lonely, excited, supportive, just to name a few. He had stolen my heart then taken it with him some 361 miles eastward. I didn't know to scream or cry, laugh or roll over and die. But I knew deep down inside that this was something that he'd always wanted to do, so who was I discourage on such an embark? So I lifted my head, dried my eyes and put on the hat of a military girlfriend. Now the role is anything but easy, but is in every way rewarding. Seventy-Three long days, Twenty-Three love letters and Ten Twenty minutes phone calls later my heart skipped many a beats when I saw him walking my way, with that black beret on his head and green and tan patchy uniform. The seconds seemed like hours and the tears felt like fire running down my cheeks, no amount of self-encouraging pep talk could hold them back now. His voice made my heart melt and his arms around me made me feel at home for the first time in a while. The next few days were filled with more laughter, more late nite talking and more simple kisses. And now its time to separate again, to cherish the the time I had and hold it close until the next.
This is where my story starts, this is where my journey begins. When the days seem like years and the countdown is started again. I am a proud military girlfriend.