A Marine and his Princess

He always knows how to make my day. Even over 600 miles away. No matter of miles could make me love him less. In fact, it makes me love him more and more. As some may know the saying, distance makes the heart grow fonder. That's is very true. Every time I see his face, when he comes back home, more love burns for him. It never stops growing. It is like a wildfire.

When my marine is away. I always remember. Stay strong, stay faithful. It isn't hard to, when I know what I want and really love. My Marine loves me very much, his princess.

I can't begin to express how much I miss him. As of right now he is in Missouri and I am in my little hometown in Texas. He is attending his military school, while I'm still attending high school. He always reminds me on the phone of my 'surprise'. He asked me, "look at your left hand princess, in about a year there will be a ring on that finger." I can't describe how ecstatic that makes me feel. It doesn't matter how long it'll take, I just know I do want to be with this man for the rest of my life. No doubt about it.

As I lay in bed at night, with the phone to my ear, listening to the sound of his gentle breathe. I think about how blessed I am to be with this amazing marine. The distance is hard, yes, but it isn't always hard as it seems. As long as we're in contact, there isn't a reason to be upset. Even through this distance, he always has my back. Through anything.

My marine is silly, cocky at times, hilarious but most of all brave, bold, strong, very head strong, and an extremely handsome man. He may not always know it at times, but I do.

I remember when we first began to talk. He was so afraid to tell me he was going to be in the Marine Corps. I asked why and told me, "girls in the past told me no" Hah! I just laughed at the idiocy of girls in his past. I explained to him how awesome that was of him. I still tell him how awesome he is and how proud I am of my Marine. This is his job. His life. As long as it is, I will always have his back and be a part of his life with him. This man is my life. My Marine.

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A couple weeks ago, it had went by so fast, his military graduation. My fly to San Diego, California was pretty lonely. Though, it didn't matter to me. All I really wanted was to see him with his platoon, out on that deck.

When I landed, me and his mother called a shuttle bus and rode to our hotel. The next morning was Family Day. The most perfect day. When they let every platoon lose, as if they were animals, every family member, girlfriends, mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters ran to get their Marine. When I seen my own Marine, I gave him a big hug and tired up, just stream of a tear ran down my face. I was so happy to be reunited with him, so was his proud mother.

The rest of Family Day, We walked, left side of him with our arms tucked side by side. He showed us around, but had never been to the more, obviously, glamorous side of the base. There was a Starbucks, Hallmark, and many others stores and places to visit. Though honestly, I was only interested in seeing my Marine again. But I knew in the back of my mind when he came home, he'd only have a 10 day leave.

The next day was his graduation, the next step of his life, the official reassurance they are now apart of the Marine Corps. As I sat on the bleachers, they began to walk out. Platoon by platoon. When I finally saw his platoon number, 2155, I couldn't have gotten more eager to see him again. It took quite awhile for the men to make it around to where we stood. The men stood motionless, as I gazed at my best friend, my love, and most importantly, my Marine, I was so proud in that moment.

Not long from then, they were released. I ran to him through the big crowd of families. His mother hugged him first, then I gripped my arms around him so tightly, I never wanted to let go, though I had to. We went back to our hotel and just spent time all together. It was nice being around each other again. Nothing about him has changed except his waist size.

That night we went back home to Texas. This time on my way, the plane was more relaxing with my sweetheart there by my side. I enjoyed the plane ride a little more while he was there cracking me up and making me laugh like usual. The fly back to texas was about five hours. Though half of that time we were asleep. We needed it, we were so beat.

When we arrived at the airport, we rushed off the plane to get our baggage. The closer to home, the better. Even though I was so sleepy I couldn't stop smiling. Every second was cherished when he came home. There was only a 10 day leave, but we did as much together as possible. I could never get over the feeling of seeing him again after a long, worth the while, wait.

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S/N: I'm not done yet with this story. I believe this story will never end even though I know I'll get tired of typing so much. Haha. I really do love my Marine! Oorah! 🇺🇸

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It was hard enough the first time watching him leave, but the second time he left I will never forget. I remember standing on my front porch saying our goodbyes before he left for more training and his military schooling. He hugged me, as I left for the hug he pulled me back towards him. I've never seen this man tear up, but after pulling me towards him, I saw his face beat red. It was so hard telling him goodbye, but it'll be so easy when he finally comes back home.

A few weeks ago my papa past away. It's hard having my best friend away and dealing with so much without my support. Though he is miles and miles away, he always has my back through it all. There are so many problems and situations I have gone through and I know there are still more in the future. But I'll always be strong for my marine.

Lately my mind has been all over the place. Him, school, my family, jobs, driving, what will I do with my life, I hope my life will always be with him. Everything. I know there is no real need to worry. The other night I got the reassurance I needed. He told me "we have been in this for a year and a half now and we're not going anywhere." I know we will be in this bliss together till the end.

My marine and I have a special bond. We're not always nice to each other but then again were not always mean to one another either. I have never been so comfortable with a man in my life. We're always so crazy and silly together. I remember when we use to play wrestle before he left for the marines, before I could easily win! As of now he would probably hurt me without force of trying. When we first met we were so shy, but now there is no way of not noticing our voices from being heard.