Dear My Heart,
Our story begins when we were young and with a pink telephone. I was 14 and thought you were cute. You didn't notice me and dated all my friends. Some how we managed to talk on the phone and I was so nervous all I could talk about was Christmas presents and my pink telephone.
MANY.. MANY years later we meet again..and we had a chance to catch up during a week of training a few months before you deployed. For one week I traveled 45 minutes every day after work to see you. I couldn't get enough of you. You made me laugh and forget my troubles. Every chance I had to visit you I did. Even though it came with a price (a speeding ticket almost each major trip I took)It didnt stop me.
Dealing with deployment is a feeling I will never forget and until you, it was a feeling I never felt. Your last week or so before you left I enjoyed every day with you. When it came time to see you off I was scared, I was sad. I remember begging you 'please, don't leave me.'
When you left you kissed me once and then you were off. you promised to call every chance you could and from that point on I recieved atleast two phone calls a day. We did everything we could to pass the time; you sent me presents from Afghanistan and I made you carepackages. We talked about the future and all the amazing things we had to look forward to because now we had a life that would be shared with each other.
You were away from me for less than a month the day you got hurt and I did not get my morning phone call as promised. I did not get any emails from you telling me you were safe, just busy..no need to worry you were fine.
I had a gut feeling that day that something was wrong. The phone call I did recieve that day, was the call I was most scared of, you had been hurt.
I recieved phone calls with updates on how you were doing. It was never a call that made things better, it was never you calling me to tell me you were okay. I did not hear your voice again for almost four months. In those four months, my dreams were filled with messages from you. You told me in my dreams, I worried to much and that you would see me soon.
With no word from you or any idea if you would ever call for me.. I waited.
After you were injured, it was four months. Four long months till I heard your voice again. Four long months till I saw you again.
The explosion that almost took your life, took your eye sight. We now have a relationship that is slightly different from everyone else. We might have to do things in a different way. Things might get frustrating for us sometimes or seem difficult. We might have a few 'hiccups' here and there.. but I would rather stand by you for everything than not have you at all.
You can no longer look at me and tell me I am beautiful. Instead you have a memory of what I look like, and you tell me all the time that you think I am. You can no longer go out and buy me little gifts..but you've figured out away to still send me flowers. You know how much I hate driving, so when I start to get frustrated you know all the right things to say and do to make me laugh.
Everything that has happened has been life changing. Because of you.. I am a stronger person. I am a more loving person. I am a better person.
I couldn't imagine my life without you. I will forever stand by you. I will forever encourage you. I will forever be here for you.
Most importantly, I will forever love you.
When we started you were just a high school crush to a young girl.
When you deployed you were only my boyfriend.
Now you are my husband and best friend.
Submitted by: Tara Kemp
This blog post is part of The Love Letter Campaign... a project started by FamilyOfaVet.com to encourage those who love a hero to write a letter sharing their story (where they started, what they've faced together, and why their love endures). It's not just for spouses, but also for parents, siblings, caregivers, and friends. It's about telling the "rest" of our stories... stories that continue despite PTSD, TBI, and the challenges of life after combat. To share your love letter or find out more about the campaign, visit http://www.familyofavet.co