Something I said made me happy and unhappy was the Army. There's some things that make it great, but there's also aspects that make it not so great.
The good:
- There's amazing benefits. For you, and your family.
- It disciplines you.
- You get to travel.
- You meet many new people.
- You protect others on daily basis.
- Free college.
- Keeps you physically fit.
- Love letters.
- The distance
- The worry
- The lack of information you're allowed to know.
- Not being able to see each other.
- Limited time to talk.
- Missing them.
- Time differences.
- Uncontrollable tears.
- Waking up in the middle of the night crying and out of breath from horrible dreams you can't recall were real or not.
- Smiling everyday like everything is perfect.
- The fights.
On top of the letters, his body. Ohhhhhhhhh man. Ha ha talk about physically fit. He's so much more respectful now. I'm saying he wasn't before, there's just a bigger demand for respect in the military. He always holds open the door, he says "yes/no ma'am/sir", "Thank you ma'am/sir" and so on. It's actually pretty adorable. And his face just lights up when a stranger comes up to him and says "thank you" while he's in uniform.
He's currently in Hawaii which makes me really jealous. Before that he was in Georgia for Basic Training and Advanced Individual Training (AIT). Throughout his time, he made a few good friends that he still keeps in touch with. But now he doesn't get to see them, so it's hard.
One thing that sucks is the distance. It's really hard to go from seeing someone everyday to only seeing them every few months. You never really know how their doing or what they're doing. Not to mention the time change is a challenge. You never get much information because everything its secretive. It's just really hard.
The fights are worse because you're so far away it's hard to fix things. most of the time you just end up going to sleep mad at each other which is never good. Then your left worrying if you'll end up being ok.
I find myself crying a lot. Mostly because I miss him. But sometimes I find myself crying because I'm just so proud of everything he's doing. I wake up in the middle of the night sometimes in tears because I have nightmares of something bad happening to him. It really rally sucks..
One thing I'll always have to hold onto though is the fact that he's coming home to me. That I'm the one he talks to everyday and night and says I love you to. I'm the one waiting and holding on. Just like he is.
Another great post - for your emotion, your structure, particularly with the second list, and that comment about strangers thanking Steven when he is in uniform... makes me kind of teary.
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