I will see you again. I know I will. But I still miss you. I will live on until you return to me, but I will still feel your absence. I’m not going to lie in bed and cry until you get home, no matter how much I want to. I still have a life, a job, and friends, family. I can find something to distract myself. But I will still miss you. I will not go on without acknowledging your absence for then that would me that you mean very little to me. When you return I promise myself that I will not cry and throw myself at you. I will walk up poised, but do not think you will not feel how happy it makes me. My smile will be too big for my mouth. And I will hug you, not too long, but long enough to know that I have you back. Go. Fight for our nation and the lives of others. Know I love you, but I also love my dignity.