It is just before sunrise on what will be our last morning in this small little town close to the end of nowhere. Today I say goodbye to my life here. I might come back here someday when I come to see Matt, but in over a little than two hours, I shall get on a bus and leave this all behind. Next to me is my new life; she looks even more radiant than she did yesterday. If there were ever two things that I did right in my life, then it is Isabella and the Corps.
One thing I can't get right is to propose to her. I know that it is what I want to do; in a way, I am scared that she might say no, and this ego of mine will not take a heartbreak so easily. Yes, being a fearless Marine is something, but opening myself completely is another thing. I missed the perfect moment last night; from here on end, it is everything deployment. The next week is going to be the worse time that we shall ever face in our relationship.
