Chapter 2: 175 days
175 days. Am I pathetic in admitting that I actually have a calendar now with the date of your return circled in red? And that I' crossing off every single day cause that means it's one day less till you're coming back?
It's all your fault, really. I mean, who would have thought that I would ever be one of "those girls" who count the days till their men come back from war? Well, apparently if someone would have bet on me not being one of them, they would have lost that one.
Did you by any chance put Dick up to offering me to stay in your room whenever I'd like? He came by today to give me the key to the house. And then he extended an invite for me, Mac and Wallace to get together for dinner every other week. Wow, my day can't really get any weirder... But I like that Dick is trying for us to get along. So I'm making you the promise, that I will also try. Cause I know he's important to you.
5 long days without you. And 5 even longer nights. Tell me we're getting through this. Cause I miss you like crazy. I know you said: "It's 180 days. What's a 180 days to us?". But right now it feels like forever.
Please promise me you're keeping safe! I know you only just got onto the carrier. And that it'll take some days for you to reach your destination (wherever that may be), but I still worry about you doing something stupidly heroic. Cause that's what you are and always were: Heroic. But please even if you have to be, keep yourself save. And come back to me. And remember your promise: "Always."
Counting the days...
Love,
Ronnie