There have been so many thoughts running through my head lately. Zach seems to do that to me quite a bit. We are almost through with a month of this deployment, and it seems to be going by fairly fast. We still have about half of a year left, but I will not let that get me down. The #1 rule of handling a deployment is keeping yourself busy, and I have been trying to do just that. I think it helps that I usually don't wake up until noon... keeps my days unbelievably short. My grandma would yell at me if I told her that, so shhhhh.
I have decided to share these many thoughts with you. Of course I'm a rambling girl who misses her man, so you can skim through the paragraphs. I definitely won't blame you.
Homecoming. There is no better feeling than holding him after months of being separated. It feels like I have a whole heart again. Feeling his arms around my body makes me feel safe again. Looking into his teary eyes reassures me how in love he is, and I can never get enough of that. Having my hero in my presence unleashes so much happiness. Now if only the countdown app on my phone could speed up a wee bit...
My family misses him almost as much as I do. I love that. I always feel so lucky that I found a man who my entire family loves to pieces. Both of my parents know that we are perfect for each other. My dad has always been nice to the ex-boyfriends I brought around before, but he would always tell me that I could do better. When he first met Zach, he was not quite sold. After he got a chance to know him better, my dad told me he was impressed at how well Zach treats me among many other things. Getting daddy's approval can be pretty tough, but my sailor pushed his way through that obstacle pretty quick! My step mom is in love with him. If I ever treated him wrong, she would gladly take him off my hands. Now my mom hated him for about an hour. To make a long story short, Zach and I were living about an hour away from each other at the time. We decided it would be a good idea for me to lie to my mom by telling her I was going to stay at a friend's house for the night. Well, her being a good mother found out I was with Zach. We told her where we were, and she came out there right away. After all of the yelling and screaming he obviously had to drive back. When my mom and I got home she said, "He never broke eye contact with me once. He was very polite. I like him." Ever since then she has loved him like he's her own son. ANYWAY (told you I ramble), it makes me smile when my family asks how he's doing. They love getting to talk to him whenever he calls me from the ship. I think they know their daughter is in very good hands.
On a negative note, I don't miss his farts. They linger, they smell horrid, and I hate him for locking the windows or pulling blankets over my head. That is all.
The most important thought that keeps me pushing through deployment is knowing that I will be moving in with him shortly after he comes home. Nothing excites me more than the thought of waking up next to Zach every single morning. I love watching him get ready for work. Most of the time he looks like a zombie trying to put on his ndubs. It's very cute. One of my favorite things to do is cook him a nice dinner before he gets back. I like to think I'm a decent cook, but if he doesn't like something I have made for him I would never know it. He is always so appreciative for the effort I put into it. Our xbox and movie nights are what I look forward to the most when the time comes. We will go from killing each other and gloating to cuddling and falling asleep on the couch together. Ohhh I probably look like an idiot when I think about this while walking to class because I can't help but to smile every time. When I finally get to move in with him, I will be the happiest I have ever been in my entire life.
Distance sucks, but it doesn't alter how in love with him I am. I can count how many times we saw each other last year on one hand, but that doesn't matter. Every time I see him I know our love has gotten stronger than the last time. To have a great love, you must make sacrifices for one another. That's exactly what we are doing. Sometimes I feel so discouraged, but 98% of the time I can't even fathom how lucky I am to have him. Most girls think they will never find the perfect man. I know I never thought I would ever be so fortunate. Being in a wonderful relationship with my best friend is more than I could ever ask for.
Thinking about this stuff makes me sad sometimes, but it also helps remind me how happy I'm going to be when he's home. This is much harder than I could have ever anticipated, but our love is also stronger than I could have ever imagined. On a daily basis I feel like the luckiest girl in the world.
This is Zach at the Parthenon in Greece about a week ago. I love seeing recent pictures of him.