It's the first day that I will go without seeing him. I haven't gotten out of bed and it's nearing two o'clock.
My phone is glued to my hand and I jump everytime it goes off, thinking that it's Kelly texting me to say he's it DIA and boarding to ATL. I later learned, after he was at this third round of MEPS in the past twelve months, he won't be flying out until tomorrow at 10:55. I keep getting all these extra moments and chances to talk to him. It's torture that he's only an hour away.
He gave me a nice wake up call, saying he was on his way to MEPS and wouldn't really be able to talk until everyone's physicals end. I haven't heard from him since and the silence is begging to set in. Whenever he and I are apart, we're always texting and keeping in touch. I can't imagine what the next 70-some days will be like until I go down to Georgia to see him graduate from BCT.
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