It's the little things. It doesn't take much to make me smile. Me trying to deal with another separation from C. – OP Olympics. Horray. I'm still struggling with army life, separations, no contact. So I get a text from him at 6pm starting "Good morning..." and it made me smile from one ear to another. Me just finishing my work day and C. starting his night shift. Awkward, how we live two different lives. But it made me smile so much.
Getting a text around midnight going "I'm still working..." and then having one at 8am saying "I just finished and can't wait to do this again tonight" (his sarcasm) makes me feel close to him. Even though I am in a completely different routine than he is.
It's the little things. These little texts keep me going.
Yes, he's a soldier. Who else would text that way?
My aim is to be happy when he is away, too. When he can't text. I need to learn that. If it's possible to learn happiness when you don't want to be happy. Can you learn happiness? It's the only way I will be able to cope in this life. Being happy, all the time. Not that I'm not allowed a bad day. Everyone has bad days, not just women in the military. But I need to find a balance. Urgently.
My text back at 8am: "Sleep well, I'm thinking of you when I'm working."
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