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How I Stayed Sane While My Husband was In Bootcamp

In March of 2013 Daniel left for bootcamp 2 days after proposing. After he left I made it a goal to write him every single day I wasn't with him, especially because I was afraid of losing my mind. We'd spent nearly every single day together since we started dating on June 8th, 2012 and being alone without him at that time was probably one of the hardest things I'd ever done. Although I survived, it wasn't easy and there were some things I did to keep my sanity. 1- I wrote him EVERY SINGLE DAY. I wrote him a total of 88 letters. When I say letters I also mean paragraphs, as there were some nights I was way too tired to write more than that. I had a notebook I took everywhere with me, and I'd write as if I was talking to him every single night. For me that was therapeutic most of all because I was so used to talking to him every single night, whether it was in person or on the phone. Another thought that always helped was that every letter I wrote meant I was one d

How Daddy Proposed

*NOTE*   As I am an extremely cheesy person and this is from my point of view, it is an extremely cheesy story. Read at your own risk. Haha WHEN IT HAPPENED! Friday, March 15, 2013 HOW WE GOT ENGAGED! Since the first day I met Daniel on a high school  field trip , he always planned on joining the military, and in February of 2013 he finally swore in! At first I was nervous about him going to  b ootcamp  on March 18th, 2013, but I knew this was a big step in our lives, and the sooner he left the sooner he'd be back. Since the beginning of our relationship, we always talked about marriage and what the purpose of it was, so we knew we would get married someday. To us marriage has always been a sacred topic, especially because God has always played a big part in our lives.  During the week of March 15th, Daniel started acting a little funky. He got constant calls from my mom, kept texting secretly' had to run errands without me, and my dad kept calling me saying Dan