Deployment

The first photo is of me and Trace sitting in the bed of his truck leaning against the cab, he had put a blanket down so it was comfy. In the photo I was leaning into him with his arm wrapped around me and I was looking up into his eyes and he was looking into mine. It was as if in that moment we were the only people in the world. Even now when I look into his eyes it feels that way.

The second photo is a different night. Trace and I had gone to his, now our, place and we were snuggling on the couch watching a movie. We must have fallen asleep and I guess Reba took the photo but Trace was lying behind me with one arm draped over my waist and the other stretched out over the edge of the couch with his head resting in the nook of my neck. I was curled into him, fitting every contour of his body with my arm bent so I could put my head on it and my other arm was pulled in tight to my body.

I miss snuggles so damn much! They made me feel so warm, safe, and comfy.

God, I hope he makes it home.