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I’m not gonna lie. There have been times when things got really hard. Times when the distance seemed almost unbearable and I thought to myself “why did I have to fall for you?”.
But, as the years go on, the only thought in my mind is “why didn’t I fall in love with you sooner??”

I just spent the last hour taking sexy pictures of myself.

It was EXHAUSTING..hahaha

You know how long it took me to get sexy? ..Ill tell you. TOO LONG. haha

And now I am FULL smiles/happy tears!!! haha

I FINALLY heard from my love. Holy shit. (sorry I cuss when I’m mad, sad, anxious, excited, happy,…okay well just shut up if you have a problem with it! haha)

It’s truly amazing how a freaking (see im being careful here) FACEBOOK MESSAGE can change your entire life.

I saw that he was on Facebook and my immediate reaction was “OMG WHY ARE YOU ON AND NOT MESSAGING ME!!!!”…then two seconds later he messaged me a lonnng message and we were able to talk for a while. (okay, yes I feel bad for getting mad…but we ALL do it, you know it’s true!)

I could not tell you how happy I am right now.

BUT…the only downside is that he said that he’s leaving again for another couple weeks. They need him on a mission that he’s “really pumped for” <—-girls worst nightmare. Well, I’m glad that he’s safe, happy, and that he’s been thinking about me.

Now, I can hold off for another couple weeks before I hear from him again. <3

WAHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! :D

I am going to send my first care package to my love…but for some reason I’m like nervous about the whole thing. I’ve never assembled one before (by myself) and I’m afraid I’m going to do it wrong. I know there is paper work and stuff and I don’t want to screw it up.

This is his first one…so does anybody have any good ideas for his first care package or something that you did for your first one to your love? He said he doesn’t really need much, but I want to send one :)

Okay thanks. Message me pleaseee :D

Okay, sorry I have been like completely off the radar for about a week now. I just got back from my lovely week in New York/Connecticut to visit some friends. It was a really good time and it couldn’t have been at a better time, since recently the lack of communication available to me and Babe is driving me freaking crazy! Sooo at least I had something to keep my mind busy!

I had a fantastic time and did a lot of fun things, but the one thing that I just want to share with you, is when I went to the 9-11 Memorial. 

The 9-11 Memorial is a truly powerful place. When we were getting closer to where the two Twin Towers stood, I could just feel the eerieness of it all. I kept flashing old news pictures and videos in my head, as I was walking on the previously dust/body/building covered streets. I stood there for a second looking at the construction of the first Twin Tower 2. They are trying to reconstruct the towers, which I greatly appreciate, because why should we let them win? This, among other things shows that Americans do not give up. We do not back down and we will get up every time we are knocked down. But anyways, when you get to the memorial the first thing that catches your eye, is the two HUGE, beautiful waterfalls where the buildings stood. You see the water flowing down as you are saying a little prayer, but then you stop as you notice the names of the victims all around the walls. Every single person that was killed in the Towers on 9-11 have their names written on the two waterfalls (depending on which building they died in). When you think about 9-11, unless you know someone personally who died, you think “wow, a lot of people died.” or “those poor innocent people/victims”…but when you are there, standing there at the memorial and looking at a name Xthousands, it becomes so real. Victim 235 turns into a woman named Maria. Maria. A real person with a family, friends, loved ones. Maria. I will never again think of them as victims…or a number of people grouped together…Maria helped me realize that.

While I was there, I was thinking about how one day, greatly affected the lives of many. of course some more than others, but everyone in America has been affected. Some people know people who died, some did die, some are now fighting for our freedom that was greatly influenced from this day, and some just feel a greater since in pride of their country. For me, some girl in the 5th grade during 9-11, I never knew that my life would be so greatly affected by this day. I never knew that one day, the love of my life would be overseas fighting for our freedom. I never knew that my heart would be taken away because of the cruel actions of others upon the United States. I never knew I would meet so many amazing/loving/beautiful people that were in that exact situation. You never realize how much people are sacrificing until you’re the one being stripped to the bone. 

I just want to say, rest in peace to the people, mommies, daddies, friends, sisters, brothers, husbands, boyfriends, girlfriends, wives, grandparents, aunts, uncles, etc. that were killed in the attacks of 9-11.

I would also like to say “Thank you” again to those who have, or are still fighting for the freedoms of the American people. We have no idea how lucky we are to have them doing this for us. God bless all of you who stand by their sides and I pray for everyone’s safety coming home from their missions.

I am so proud to be an American. 

I love you Babe. You’re my hero.