How I Met My MarineI am not a writer and I don't have a way with words, but I am a Marine girlfriend who misses her man more than anything. Writing this is my form of distraction and the way to get our story told. Little did I know at the time, but I met the love of my life in high school at the age of 16. He was a year ahead of me in school and back then he was just a guy I talked to when I was in school, a mire acquaintance. He was the guy I met with after school a few times to tutor in Algebra 2. I always had this thought in the back of my mind about how I could see myself dating him. He always seemed to be so kind to me and to others around him. He was shy and quiet, but when it was just the two of us, he would talk more. During my junior year in high school, I realized one day that he wasn’t there anymore. Our class together had ended and one day I found myself realizing that I hadn’t seen him in days. This is was in the days before facebook or really before cell phones, so I had no way to get in touch with him. I always wondered what happened to him and why he had left so suddenly, but I soon forgot about this high school crush.
When I went to college and entered the world of facebook, I added many of my old high school friends and within a week, I received a friend request from him. I added him right away, but we didn’t talk… in fact, we didn’t talk until January 25, 2010. He commented on a picture that I had taken of my house after a flood. I asked him under that comment how he was doing, and we ended up talking for a little while on facebook chat, very generic conversation and when it ended, we never talked again.
We remained facebook friends, but somehow we were unfriended and he sent me another friend request sometime at the end of March to the beginning of April. I started posting things about my job on facebook and I received a message from him (April 12th), asking how it was all going and seemed genuinely concerned with how it was all going. I responded and then got another message back from him the next day. Coincidently, I was getting out of a very long and very bad relationship and decided that I needed a week away. Over Spring Break (I am a teacher), I went on a cruise with my mother, grandmother, sister, aunt, and cousin. Due to us leaving on the cruise, I didn’t respond to his last message. While I was on the ship, he sent me another message that simply said, I hope you are having a wonderful time on your vacation!”. I got the message as a text message as soon as I got off the ship. I responded on the 16-hour trip home, and as nervous as I was, I gave him my cell phone number so he could text me instead of having to go through facebook. Within 5 minutes, I got my first text message from him. = ) We texted for the next 13 hours straight, with only one two-hour break, when I had to take my turn to drive. I learned so much about him during that conversation. We talked about the fact that I was now living in a different town than where we grew up and that he was in California, which explained our 3-hour time difference. I loved our entire conversation and didn’t want it to end. When we arrived home that night, he ended our conversation with, “Goodnight Ms. _____, text me again, I am just out at school and am bored all the time.”…. I texted him the next morning <3 We texted each and every day, he said that he was not good at talking on the phone and that I wouldn’t get a phone call from him. I had been thinking prior to hearing that, that maybe we had something, but then realized that if all we ever did was text, we could never be anything more than friends. That all changed on May 2nd. I made an ultimatum with him and said that he had a month to call me, and if he didn’t like it, he never had to do it again. Our first phone call, only lasted 2 or 3 minutes, but it was perfect. His voice was amazing and the sweetest one I had ever heard. I believe it was right then and there that I fell for him. He called me again the next day and we talked for 3-4 HOURS… about everything. I had never felt more comfortable with anyone in my entire life. I discovered that his birthday was on May 6th and couldn’t wait to send him a card. My heart broke on his birthday, when he told me that he had no more minutes because he shared a plan with his brother… minutes after he told me that, we started doing what started our entire relationship, he skyped me. I could see him, I could hear him, and it was perfect. <3 That evening was also my favorite, because he asked me to be his girlfriend that night as well. He was so amazing. We talked every single day on skype for hours. I began falling asleep talking to him, because it was three hours later here than there. He began telling me to close my eyes and go to sleep. I would wake up in the morning and he had kept skype open and I would wake up next to him. It was my favorite thing to wake up to.
He was out at MOS school in California and we were waiting to hear where his next duty station would be. He told me that he had requested to be stationed on the East Coast close to me. (He was hoping to get North Carolina or Norfolk). We waited and waited. When he finally got his orders, it was for South Carolina. I was excited, because that is only 7 hours away from me, but he wasn’t. He decided to ask for a change in orders and asked to be stationed in Hawaii (where his older brother is stationed). Before he found out if his request was granted, he began acting weird with me. He stopped skyping me and talking to me. When I finally got him to tell me what was going on, he told me that he had changed his station with one of his buddies who was engaged and was supposed to be stationed in JAPAN. My heart was broken. I was more hurt than I have ever been, mostly because he didn’t tell me. I knew that we could work it out, but he didn’t think so. He broke up with me that evening, but he couldn’t stop texting me… we talked all evening and worked it out, we slept “next to each other” that night. It was like I was on a roller coaster ride, but it was worth it.
We began talking about what would happen when he went to Japan and if I was going to be able to see him before he left. We decided that we were going to meet up in Hawaii and stay with his family for two weeks… then began my countdown until I could see his face. The night before I got on the plane was the first night that we hadn’t slept “next to each other” since we began it, because he didn’t have internet at the LAX USO. I got into LAX and found out that his plane had had mechanical issues and had to turn around and go back to LAX. I only had a 15 minutes layover and he was across the airport… I didn’t have time to get over there and still make my flight. I was devastated because I didn’t know when he would get into Hawaii. He surprised me by not telling me that his replacement plane was getting in just a few minutes before mine. That first hug was amazing and it was everything that I ever wanted. The next two weeks were the best two weeks of my life. I was able to wake up next to him for real, to kiss him, to hug him, to hold him. We went to the beach, swimming in pool at the bottom of a waterfall, Wet ‘n Wild, and so many other fun things. On June 30th, he put the ring that he received when he finished boot camp on my hand as a promise that at the end of these 2 years he would come back to the US and we would begin our lives together. I have never been in love this much in my entire life. The day that I had to leave Hawaii was the hardest thing I have ever had to do. I held it together and was strong and managed to not break down until I was through security and out of his view. On my way to my plane, I had to sit down because I couldn’t see through the tears, all I wanted to do was turn around and run back into those loving arms. He has now been in Japan for 10 days and I have never felt so alone. Since it is a new duty station and there is a 13-hour time difference, I haven’t been able to skype with him very much… only about 5 minutes every other day or so. I miss him so so soooo much. I am trying to be strong and I feel like I am getting stronger each day, but the pain is still so sharp when I think about it that I feel like a knife is stabbing my heart. The plan was that he was supposed to come back to visit me for Christmas, but that doesn’t look like it is going to happen because of the money that it is going to take to get here. Amazing thing was that once we started talking again he told me that he had loved me in high school but that he was too nervous to ask me out. It makes me wish that he had asked me in in high school, BUT it all worked out. I love my man. I could sure use some words of encouragement ladies and any advice that you may have for me! Thanks! = )