Its been 2 months since I've written anything here, 2 whole months, exactly.
I am not seeing G. We kind of fizzled. Probably my fault, and thats ok, ya know? Things like this happen.
And thanks to a friend's memory of my posts from my Israel trip, I took a trip down memory lane myself, the other day. There was something that stuck out to me, something that I didnt know was true of that time, but something I've known to be true as of late.
You see, there is a person in this world who, regardless of where he is and what he is doing, has always drawn me to him, if that makes ANY sense...
I know I've talked about him on and off here on this blog, but my life just seems to circle around him. Can we all remember my Memorial Day weekend trip to DC? And the emotions that I had after it? Yea, so that person is now in basic training for the Army. And considering his family isnt supportive, really, of his Army aspirations I have taken it upon myself to write him while he goes through the basic training process.
10 letters in 3 weeks... most of my friends say overkill. But he wrote 1 letter back telling me that he loves getting my letters and he loves hearing from me and that he doesnt have a lot of free time but he does read the letters at night. He also said something like "I have always known you are crazy, and Ive always been ok with it, in fact its what I like most." It was in response to something in at least one of my letters talking about how crazy I am for quitting my job and going back to school and just running around and this and that. But what a great response! How lucky am I to have someone who like my crazy! lol. I mean I have a lot of friends who deal with my crazy, but no one has before said that its what they like most. (Swoon)
Right now he is home on what they deem "Victory Block" leave for the holidays. And he sent me a message: "I got your letter, I loved it. Please send more, it keeps me going. :)"
I bet you can imagine how those words made me feel.
On the other hand, hes home for 2 weeks, well now for another week, and other than that message, I've not gotten to talk to him. Yes, his communication skills suck. Yes, I know this, and yet, I still swoon over and over again.
So, heres to hoping for more contact, more letters, and more swooning! lol.
