I am a military Fiance...

*Waiting for my soldier to get off the plane at the airport for R & R*

"I Am A Military Fiance"

I am a military fiance.
I hold no formal recognition. I am at the bottom of the military life chain. I hold no Military ID card, I am not a “dependent” or a parent. The man I love may face unspeakable dangers, and I am at the mercy of those who possess the power of his destination. I understand this and accept this.

I am a military fiance.
I have promised to be here for him upon his return, no matter how long he is away. People may say I am insane for making such a commitment with no guarantees, but I hold onto our promises and have faith that he will come home safe to me. I know full well that my love for him fuels him in the worst of times.

I am a military fiance.
I hope every day that he will be able call because a simple 30-second phone call can bring the greatest spectrum of emotions…smiling with tears in my eyes from so much joy and pain. My relationship is based on a brief communication where “I love you” and “I’m okay” speaks more than volumes and gives me the strength to keep going.

I am a military fiance.
I take no moment spent together for granted. I hold onto every touch, caress, kiss, every word. I have memorized the feel of his skin, his smell, the sound of his voice, and I play it over and over in my mind so that I will not forget. I cry myself to sleep some nights because missing him hurts so badly, but wake up the next morning, brush myself off, and start a new day.

I am a military fiance.
Not a spouse or family member, but my love goes just as deep. I am not granted the help and comfort that “dependents” are granted, but I hold true to my promises to him. I will stand tall and stay strong because I hold close to my heart the thought of someday being with him everyday and every night.

I am a military fiance.