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The Navy has definitely provided its challenges for Brandon and I, but everyday our relationship grows stronger, and everyday he makes me fall more and more in love with him. It feels like it has been forever since I have last seen him, but only 24 days left until this handsome man will be back in my life for a week and a half. It’s not long, but it’s the most time we’ve spent together since May 2011 so I couldn’t be any happier <3 Plus, these next four years may be rough, but if we can get through these, then the rest of forever with this man by my side will be like Heaven on Earth (: I thought I’d take a moment and post some pictures of us since it’s been awhile and brag about the love of my life!
The fact that I’ve only seen you twice this year, when some girls get to see their boyfriends every single weekend <
Loneliness is quite a vague term. Nobody is truly ever alone. We live in a world that is in constant motion, constant thought—the world is never asleep. There are always people, they seem to be everywhere, even to the point that is overwhelming. And sometimes an escape is needed. But nobody is ever truly alone. So why can one little detail, one human being in a world of billions be missing from my life and I feel so alone? … In the past 16 months, my boyfriend and I have spent not even 5 full days together. And though it makes me furious and frustrated and miserable, I couldn’t see myself with anyone else. No. Just him. But I think the saddest part is….not him calling this morning to let me know that we wouldn’t be together for Thanksgiving and that we would have to wait until after Christmas, no. That’s not the saddest part. The saddest part is that I have become completely numb to disappointing news. It’s like I am incapable of getting my hopes up, or even being the slightest bit emotional. Like somewhere in the back of my mind I knew that us watching football after eating some turkey wasn’t going to happen. It’s turkey. Such simplicity, right? But why the hell does it have to mean so damn much? Why the hell can’t I have my boyfriend come see me on the weekends, or visit me on our two year anniversary, or even call me for more than two minutes, in the middle of the night…? But I’m not going to pity myself, I should be used to this anyway. My dad served for 26 years. The military is all I know. I understand missed birthdays and holidays, and broken promises. But for some reason, my dad missing my senior prom just doesn’t hurt as bad as knowing that out of 16 months, over 500 days, and countless hours just watching the minutes pass me by, I have only seen you for about 92 hours. And not for another 88 days will I be able to see you again </3 I will love you for the rest of forever babe. Do what you gotta do, I miss you, and I’ll be seeing you soon…    (: 
Flew to Chicago this past weekend to celebrate our two year anniversary a little early. He was well worth the four month wait, and I couldn’t have asked for anything more perfect. Like the song, we begun right where we left off
Finally, after four months of waiting and Skyping and battling the hardships of being apart for our second length of time, there is less than a week until I get my happy little butt on a plane and fly to go see my sailor, the love of my life, my best friend. The United States Navy has tested our relationship in the most difficult of ways, but Brandon and I have become more in love than ever before. There’s something about being apart; learning independence and dependence both at the same time. Learning to go with the flow, one day at a time, and learning trust—one of the most important parts of a relationship. Yes, being apart is the most dreadful feeling. I miss his smile and his laugh and how safe and comforted I feel with his arms around me, but I have learned patience and cannot wait for what the future may hold for the both of us. The future no longer freaks me out, as long as I have him by my side. He is my savior in all shapes and form—he had made me a better person and talking to him makes my day, if it’s only for a brief moment. Through all of the long days that just seem to drag on, through the holidays where most couples get to be together, he just puts in that extra effort to make me smile and to make me feel even less alone. He’s my everything. And though I reach for him at night and have to catch myself day-dreaming about some of the most beautiful memories two people could have, I know that this distance is absolutely nothing to what we have. He is worth every second he may have to be away, he is my breath of fresh air in a world that has a tendency to drown…and ladies and gentlemen, I only have six days left to wait
10 months apart, 36 hours together, 8 more months apart until I see him again. But goodness, he makes me love him more and more each day, and I can’t wait to see him again. For now, I’ll patiently wait <3est. 09.02.10 
Brandon and I are sports fanatics! After his graduation, the Michael Jordan statue was stop number one on the list. That and a heck of a lot of fast food restaurants haha <3 
10 months apart. 2 days together. 8 months until I see him again. But you better believe I’ll be here when he gets home. 
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