I have good days and bad days. I get used to the pit in my stomach especially when I sleep at night. I started answering unidentified calls just in case its you and I can hear your voice. I get jealous of the girls who talk about talking and emailing because it used to be that case before you went over there.

I take offense at anyone who is not behind our military, and try and make them see that the people fighting this war have loved ones back at home that worry themselves to sleep. I think to myself how dare they not stand behind the people who make it possible for them to live like they want, and tell them to be behind those who are fighting even if you are not believers in the war. And wish they would show you guys respect for the sacrifices you make for us.

I no longer care when people say bad things about how hard its gonna be while you are gone, or how you will change when you get back...because they don't know what we have baby...and I will wait for you til the end. A guy like you is hard to find...and I know because I had been searching for awhile till I met you.

Its hard to smile when I feel like crying, and one day feels like 20 its going by so slow. I fill my time the best I know how, but I just can't make time fly.

I meet other people on facebook who know what its like to love a marine, but I get jealous when they hear from theirs, even though I know that its because they are not where you are, and doing what you are doing.

I have lost my appetite for 3 days now and I can't pretend that I don't know why. I send messages to your email, facebook and even snail mail just so that when ever you get a chance you know that I care an think about you and long to hear from you.

I have become more patriotic then I ever really thought I would be simply because I am proud of you handsome, and I know that you are more than just my hero....but when you get home I will be the one that gets to kiss you.

I keep counting down in my head as if it may change how soon you will come back, and I look at a world clock just to know what time it is where you are so that in some way I feel like we are not so far.

I wonder about what you are doing at this moment, what you are missing, and how often I come to your mind. I wonder if you sleep at night.

I think about all our time before you left and I wait to have more when you get back......but some days are good and some days are bad...today was just a really bad day.