I wish I could just tell you this. I wish I could reach you when I wanted to. But I can’t and I knew I wouldn’t be able to. You had to leave and we both knew it would be hard to keep this going with you so far away. Even being able to write you would make this easier. But you wouldn’t recieve them and we don’t really have a choice in the matter anymore.
I’m heartsick here and you’re heartsick there. It’s difficult to see this relationship lasting when we only get a few weeks of time every six months or so. And that’s one of the hardest things for me. When you told me a few days ago that you reenlisted for another 6 years, I was happy that you knew what you wanted to do. But I’m sad because I don’t know what that will mean for us. I try to be hopeful that we can do this and make it through. But I don’t know if we will be the same people we were when you come back.
I hope it works out. B