Somewhere tonight....

Somewhere tonight, there is a women missing her soldier. She misses his laugh, his smile, is energy, is voice. She misses his silence, his presence, his heater like ability in the middle of the night. She is missing his things on the floor, his dishes in the sink. Snoring at night and the blaring alarm at the crack of dawn. She misses her backseat driver, and the couch cuddling. Cooking big meals and washing his uniforms.

She knows that he is working. She is aware that this is the life they chose. Even knowing that the time apart is not forever, nor even very long.... it feels that way. It feels like he has been gone forever and has forever to go before he comes back.

She is aware that this time apart is nothing compared to what some people go through, or what she may go through with him in the future.

She reminds herself why she does what she does. No matter where her soldier may be, there are still kids here to feed, dress, bathe, and play with. She knows there are still bills that still need paying, and a house that still needs dusting. She knows why he does what he does, and why she does what she does.

With everyday that goes by she knows she is becoming a stronger person. At the end of everyday she looks back on all that she has done and smiles. When she sleeps she dreams only of his face and his voice. She replays his coming home over and over in her head. The things that they will talk about and the things they will do. For this particular wife, she will be proud of all the things she has done and all the changes in the last month.

None of these things make missing him any easier. It just gives her the ability to talk to her way through it. Even if she is talking to herself.

To my soldier and the millions of others that are scattered all around the world, no matter how long you have been gone, or will be gone, know that you are thought about all the time. You are missed every minute of everyday. You are respected, and make your families proud. You are a hero & We are still here being the rock we promised to be.

I love you PFC David Johnson.. I miss you all the time, and I can not wait till you make it home and we can start a whole new way of life. In a new home!! in a new place!!!