The First of Many

I got my first letter from Tyler today. Of course I cried. Who wouldn't?

He says that it's definitely not the mind warp he thought it would be. I don't think he understands how strong he is, mentally and physically. He's a Squad Leader, too! I'm sure he's going to get sick of all the younger guys he's with, which he's already said he is. But he's doing well and that's all I needed to hear.

I still have my bad days. They're more like just being lonely. I know I have plenty of support, plenty of friends. I just have my bad days. Now that I'm getting letters, I feel a thousand times better. I feel like I can breathe again.

As I said before, I never felt that I needed to depend on a man. In ways, I don't. I'm still very independent. But at the same time, this boy is my whole entire world. I knew that him joining the Marine Corp was going to be rough for both of us - I'm the one sitting at home, in his parents house, around his hometown with all the people that he's grown up with. There's not a single place in this town that doesn't remind me of him. I never realized how much I did depend on him... for my happiness. I guess that's what it's really all about, huh?

I'll keep you all updated as I get letters. As I said in the previous post, I have his address for anyone that would like to send him an encouraging note. And once again, thank you so much for all the support. I know that a lot of you that are supporting me are more than just a drive across town, but it's comforting to know that anyone will listen if I need to vent. Thank you!