I’m not the perfect girl. The distance sometimes get to me and there are so many times where nothing seems to be going right when he is gone. I think about how wonderful it would be to have him home all the time. There are times when he is home I push him away so it doesnt hurt so bad when we part again. At night I cry because I can no longer handle tryin to stay strong. There are times when I feel like walking away from this life I’ve built. But when I stop and think about it, I remember jus how much I love my man and I’m proud to be his.