(June 2010-November 2010)
We are in the midst of a grand love story. The kind that I used to secretly read during my college days. He is the tall, strong, and brave military man of few words. I am the sassy civilian lady with the heart of gold and a knack for creating gourmet meals on the fly. Together we form this power couple of sorts.
I am amazed at how well we work together. I have never experienced anything like this before. My family notices how happy I am living in Newport. I love running a two person household and having someone genuinely care about how my day went. In turn, he enjoys our spirited discussions which can range from current events to our finances.
Just about every weekend, the Sailor and I have a standing date to fly or watch kites at Brenton Park. A few times, we have gone there with the intention to fly kites but, find ourselves gazing at the sunset instead. Somewhere in the midst of watching the glorious kaleidoscope of colors, he reaches for my hand and I lay my head on his shoulder.
After such outings, we enter the apartment in a haze of mellow feelings with a dash of hunger.
I pull out fully loaded snack plates which include deli meats, berries, cheeses, and sliced cucumbers.
Within the next couple of hours, I will run through the menu for tomorrow's meals and get the coffee maker prepped for his coffee.
He will clean the kitchen and take out the trash. Before we turn in for the evening, he will pull my close and whisper just as he does most nights,
"I am so glad that you're here."
Upon hearing those words, I will fall into a deep comforting sleep with his muscular arm thrown across my waist.
However, these tranquil times between us are sometimes cut short by the duty phone, family, and other third party distractions. One of things I am learning is that being in a relationship with an active duty service member means that there is a life outside of your relationship.
I know this on an intellectual level but, certain things become more complicated than they have to be.
There are times when I am competing with a past which is encroaching on our future and I am powerless to stop it.