I went to Europe to study. To have fun, to hide, to run away from the endless sea of choices that would mold and shape the rest of my life. I wasn't ready for any of that. I wasn't ready to have all the answers.
I definitely wasn't ready for Jax.
Handsome, sweet, and sporting the biggest blue eyes I'd ever seen, he swooped into my world and changed everything. Suddenly I wasn't scared of making choices. I wasn't afraid of voicing answers. It was easy because where Jax was concerned, my answer was always "Yes".
But loving a military man isn't easy, and while Jax seemed like the answer to everything, he has questions of his own.
Doubts about his future. Fears about his past.
EXCERPT:
We're almost silent on the way to the airport. He's handsome and romantic in his uniform, but he's not Jax. Not my Jax, not entirely. He's the soldier now. The piece of him that isn't his and it definitely isn't mine. My Jax was left behind in the cooling sheets of the bed that will smell like him when I get home. I'll cry over them, I won't be able to help it, but then I'll strip them from the bed and wash them.
Then I'll wait.
I try not to think about that now, though. I'd rather just be with him than be sad with him. It's something I'm learning being married to a military man. You can't feel everything all the time. Not the anxiety or dread or loneliness. It will destroy you, and not just you as a person but you as a couple. It's good to miss him when he's gone but I can't miss him every second of every day. I have to live my life and turn the pages as I wait for him to return because our story isn't told only in the grandiose moments. It's not just the sorrowful goodbyes or the joyous reunions. Those are glimpses. They're the fairy tale. Real life is lived in the little things - in the ordinary threads that weave the world together, building a tapestry that tells our tale in perfect, vivid detail. Even the imperfect parts.
Genre: Romance
I definitely wasn't ready for Jax.
Handsome, sweet, and sporting the biggest blue eyes I'd ever seen, he swooped into my world and changed everything. Suddenly I wasn't scared of making choices. I wasn't afraid of voicing answers. It was easy because where Jax was concerned, my answer was always "Yes".
But loving a military man isn't easy, and while Jax seemed like the answer to everything, he has questions of his own.
Doubts about his future. Fears about his past.
EXCERPT:
We're almost silent on the way to the airport. He's handsome and romantic in his uniform, but he's not Jax. Not my Jax, not entirely. He's the soldier now. The piece of him that isn't his and it definitely isn't mine. My Jax was left behind in the cooling sheets of the bed that will smell like him when I get home. I'll cry over them, I won't be able to help it, but then I'll strip them from the bed and wash them.
Then I'll wait.
I try not to think about that now, though. I'd rather just be with him than be sad with him. It's something I'm learning being married to a military man. You can't feel everything all the time. Not the anxiety or dread or loneliness. It will destroy you, and not just you as a person but you as a couple. It's good to miss him when he's gone but I can't miss him every second of every day. I have to live my life and turn the pages as I wait for him to return because our story isn't told only in the grandiose moments. It's not just the sorrowful goodbyes or the joyous reunions. Those are glimpses. They're the fairy tale. Real life is lived in the little things - in the ordinary threads that weave the world together, building a tapestry that tells our tale in perfect, vivid detail. Even the imperfect parts.
Genre: Romance
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