There are eight hours between my time and his. This means as I snuggle up in bed, he's ready to trek through the Iraqi dust and start his day. When I return home for the evening and crack open my textbooks, he's fast asleep.
And so, rather unromantically, we must plan, schedule and creatively create ways to spend time together. Neither of us are lovers of the phone, and considering we both live long, busy days, phone calls aren't always optimal. Our first creative invention: long distance movie dates. By Thursday we select a movie, then both download or acquire it. On Saturday morning (for me...evening for him), we both hit "play" at the same moment, chatting online as we watch the flick. We even eat matching snacks...last Saturday it was white cheddar cheese popcorn and sodas...the breakfast of the champs, indeed. Our first selection was Dear John...all in all, a little too close to reality. Quick summary:
"A romantic drama about a soldier who falls in love with a conservative college student while on his two-week leave."
Sooooo....yeah.We're aiming for something a little less parallel to our lives and relationship this Saturday.
His birthday is coming up, so along with his birthday package, I finally put to use a few of the 80+ vintage handkerchiefs that I've hoarded for over two years. I once read that during the war in the 40's, women would send perfumed handkerchiefs with their boys who went off to war. And so I did the same, embroidering the word "Mine" on the hankie scented with my perfume...and the word "Yours" on the hankie I asked him to spray with his cologne and return to me.
Ah, I remain a romantic at heart.