That Little Green Light

For me, the light at the end of the tunnel is a little green light with a check mark on it. Thank you Skype for giving me hope and for bringing me just a little bit closer to my soldier today. A year ago I never would have realized the feelings of anticipation, relief, and comfort that a funny-shaped little button could induce, and now it's my reality. Sometimes it's hard to imagine 6,000 miles between us when he looks close enough to reach out and touch...both a blessing and a curse...but I live for those moments, the moments that make the weeks worth waiting, that remind me how much every second counts, that make all of the emotions and the times when I tell myself "if only he were here he could fix everything" a little bit easier.

Every time I see that little green light light up I know that he's okay, that I'm one step closer to seeing him again, and I know that no matter what happens I need to keep putting one foot in front of the other...and each step will take me closer to him. Yes, that little green light gives me courage, and every time it goes out I know I'm in for two long weeks before I'll see it (and him) again. But once in a while it flickers on for a few minutes during the week and it makes me smile as I frantically try to type a message before it goes out again. For now, I'll take comfort in it while I still can and prepare to face two more weeks knowing that love finds its way to us wherever we are...and that I love him.