Tears of Joy

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  I am not a soldier, nor am I a vetran. I am just an army girlfriend, living and going through life waiting for the love of my life to return home. Today, like many days, I was driving out to see my best friend. While I was waiting for the red light to turn green, a man pulled up next to me. I wasn’t paying attention at first, until I could see him motioning to me out of the corner of my eye. The man had asked who I knew that was a part of the 101st airbourne. I had told him my boyfriend was, he smiled and saluted me. With a smile on my face, I had completely lost all train of thought when he thanked me and wished my soldier good luck. I heard nothing that he said after that moment, other then that he was a marine vetran.

  As the light turned green and we pulled away, I felt the tears welling in my eyes and the proud thoughts of my soldier swelling in my heart. For the rest of the drive to her house, I just cried. I never expected anything like this to happen to me, except it did. I may only be an army girlfriend, but what I do for my soldier is not something most can say they have done. To the military a girlfriend may be nothing, but I too understand what it is like to be part of this group. He did not have to salute or thank me, but he did and that means so much to me.