My man goes off to basic training on the 17th… I went to the store today on my way home to buy pretty paper and whatnot to write him letters, and it kinda drove home the fact that we won’t be able to talk for 9 weeks.
Not an easy idea for someone who you’re used to talking to every single day… It’s not going to be fun. But he’s doing the hard part, I’m just playing the waiting game. But I can write to him — and write I will.
All. The. Time.
After that he’s right off to AIT… but I’m already working on vacation plans for this summer to go visit shortly after that starts. So each day that passes with him at basic is one day closer to that very special trip.
Love you sweetness.