Today started out as an average monday. I got up, mailed a letter to T and ran a few errands with my mama. After going and getting my hair cut, I came home to two letter fresh from basic. I am like a child on Christmas when I see them. So excited and happy to hear from my love. But then after I read them, I miss him a thousand times more. Most of the time I stay busy with things to keep from focusing on him being gone. I'm used to not seeing him everyday because we have been living in different states but not talking, texting, webcamming, or face-timing has been horrible. At least with each letter I know he is doing well. Actually in his words, he is " not getting f-ed up". I suppose I should get used to the cursing... Apparently it goes with the uniform. Lucky for him, he will look dang good in dress blues.
I'm off to write him another letter now.
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