I've already pinned this, but I don't care. Because I have never in my life missed some one as much as I miss my soldier of a brother. And nothing is truer about how I felt when I finally got to see him after 10 weeks of not even hearing his voice.
“But no one except Lucy knew that as it circled the mast it had whispered to her, "Courage, dear heart," and the voice, she felt sure, was Aslan's, and with the voice a delicious smell breathed in her face.”― C.S. Lewis, The Voyage of the Dawn Treader
So. The bad news is that I haven't posted on here in ages. The good news is that it's been so long since I've posted that my next-most-recent posts (from Valentine's Day last year) are almost valid again. "Heeere we go slacking, here we go! Stomp. Stomp."
Amazing when you have someone (finally) who loves you for you and let's you be who you are. When that happens you want to make yourself better because of that love a love without conditions. Thank you honey for you're unconditional love.