Bradley, my wonderful OD Officer boyfriend, is flying to Korea in two weeks.

Korea. Koooorreeaaaa....

If I were to be honest, I would tell you I am sad he is going so far away.

If I were to be honest, I would tell you that I will probably cry more this upcoming year than I ever have in my whole life.

If I were to be honest, I would tell you I have no idea how the lack of communication with the 13 hour time difference is going to work.

If I were being honest, I would tell you that none of the above really matters. What really matters is that I am so incredibly proud of him. It makes me fall in love with him even more for being so brave and taking this chance. He'll tell you he isn't afraid but I know my boyfriend. I think he's maybe 20 percent nervous about this new beginning. My boyfriend is amazing for getting active duty in the first place. If you know how competitive it is then you would agree. He is so incredibly smart. I am terrified of him going to Korea and getting to his new unit. What if his commander is a meanie and hates him? But he/she wont. Brad is smart and knows his stuff. He has always been smart. His high school GPA was good and he, of course, got good grades in college and he is doing phenomenally at BOLC. He wont have any problems at all. My boyfriend is also so very lucky. He gets this wonderful opportunity to travel the world. How many people can really say they got to travel to South Korea for work? Not many. His resume is going to be aaaweeesome.

So yes, I am actually 100 percent dreading him going to Korea. I hate going three hours without him let alone 365 days without him. I wish we had more time together, even though it still wouldn't be enough time for me. But I know he is going to do so well, and that he is going to (somehow) make me even prouder.