He’s been away again. He’s a marine but he’s not an average marine. I’m not allowed to say where he goes. Not even what he does. Its always really upsets me. The danger he’s in a constant in while he’s out of the country is incredibly high. He’s been like my father for quite awhile now. He helps me out more than my dad used too. He was there before my dad was there. My parents recently started to actually put forth like encouraging words towards me and take interest in what I did. He’s been there the whole time. He’s always supported me. Very recently I lost his brother. A man in the U.S. Army. He was the exact same to me. He was also like a father. I miss him incredibly much. They don’t even get to have funerals when they die. There’s no goodbye. It’s just done and over with. I don’t know how I’d handle losing him. I barely handled losing his brother, my other uncle. I just really want him to come home. I can’t call him, text him, email him, even be associated with him when he isn’t in the country. No one can. I can’t even mention their names unless I’m speaking to them in person or someone else in person. I have the utmost respect for him. I don’t respond well to authority and being told what to do. However, he commands my respect beyond reason. He is truly the most intelligent human I know. The most intimidating thing on this planet to exist. He commands my respect more than anything though, because he loves me, is much older, been through hell and back more than anyone on this earth could understand, isn’t blood related to me, yet, he loves me as his own son and treats me as his equal. He doesn’t treat me like I’m unintelligent or beneath him. He treats me like he wants me around and he always knows how to help me out. I just want him to return safely. It sucks not even getting to get phone calls from him, or emails, or letters like everyone else on this damn planet can do when they’re relative is off somewhere in peril. It just downright fucking sucks.
