Dear Sean.

I want to know what you did today.
I want to know what "week zero" consisted of. I want to know what weapon they're giving you. I want to know how bad the food sucks, how hard PT is, how much sleep you're getting, I want to know it all.
I want to know what you think about, I want to know how you've noticed yourself changing. I want to know everything so that I have something to go off of.
It's proved to be the most painful. I miss you so much. I can't wait to see you again.
I can't wait to get my first letter from youu. I miss you fiercely.
And I love you.
P.S. Two are on their way.