O'Dark Thirty.

Story of my life. I am pretty much wide awake after midnight. It takes a lot for me to fall asleep these days. Maybe it's the fact that I actually got to sleep in this morning. Or maybe, just maybe, it could be because the one thing that makes going to sleep such a perfect event in my day, is non-existant at the moment.

That one thing, is Alex.

It will most likely be a rare occasion for me to post something, laying out all my thoughts and feelings, without involving him. He is my other half. And my other half happens to be a whole ocean away from me at the moment. This is by no means a pity party. That is not what I am looking for, nor asking for. It comes with the territory.

The territory meaning, I am a PROUD Marine Girlfriend.

I chose the life that I am leading at the moment. And I would do it again in a heartbeat. Yes, it is quite difficult to live this life...currently two and a half months apart...from the man I love. But that is one of the reasons I am so ridiculously head over heels for him. The love he has for his country and what he does makes him who he is. I would much rather love a man who has a passion for something, even if it is life-threatening at times, than a man who goes from job to job, never being satisfied with his life.

As I laid in bed tonight, trying to fall asleep, I couldn't help but think of him. And, after having a lot of time to think about him, I can to realize that when I do, it's never in a sad way. Of course, there are those times when I just miss him so much and want him by my side. But when I truly think about it, I can't help but smile. My man is out there doing what he has a passion for, what he loves to do. Granted, I know not every day, and every situation for him is hunky-dory, but all-in-all, it's where he belongs. He belongs in that uniform...gotta love those camis.

I believe it takes a strong woman to stand behind a man and be second place to the military. I'm not trying to toot my own horn or anything, but I am proud to say that I am that strong. Military life is not for everyone. I am not saying that those who can't cut it aren't strong, it's just not the life God chose for them. I truly believe that God created me to be with Alex. He created me to be a strong, loving, patient, supportive woman who proudly stood behind my man and watched him walk away. Even though that was one of the hardest things I have had to do with my life, I can see past this deployment. I can see the good that comes out of it. I can see my future with Alex. I know this is something we look back on as something that made us stronger.

Now that I've gotten a bit off my chest...man, this blogging thing is great...I shall try once again to get some sleep. And now I can actually say that I have "blogged." Never did I ever think it would happen...not against it at all, just never thought it was something for me.

I guess a deployment opens you up to new things :)