Today's post is about my boy, my world, my sailor.
Mr.Copeland, or my pumpkin, is my everything. The story of us is an awkward one. I first met him at a football game in 2007. His baby brother and I had just broken up (it was nothing serious, we never even talked on the phone!) and I had never really seen Mr.Copeland other then one time in his dress white in the band room earlier that week. It was freezing in November and I in my guard uniform hadnt even thought about a jacket. I called Mr.Copeland over and somehow I ended up with this boys jacket. It was a life saver ;)
He stayed on my mind after that and we ended up texting all the time. I remember my eleventh grade year I texted him during a football game when it was storming and he was always there to listen to me complain about my boy problems. We had talked about us but obviously over the miles and the age difference we weren't going to happen. My senior year came finally. During Christmas break Mr.Copeland had texted me and asked me to hang out. There were only two problems to this: #1 my mother was so strike that I wasn't about to even ask
#2 I had a so so boyfriend.
Although I never went and saw him we remained text buddies. I remember being at SEUS honor choir at Troy stat and texting Mr.Copeland how overwhelmed I was. He was always there for me when I was feeling not so brave. We started talking more and in February 2010 we began to talk on the phone more. We'd talked everyday on my way to my new job and text all the time. He was a bit upset with me at this moment because I got a boyfriend when I said I wouldn't (I was a little immature girl!!!!). Come early March the boyfriend and I were no longer. I spoke with Mr.Copeland about it often and we began talking about us. I was now 18 and could make my own decisions. One week I finally got completely sick of talking about us and not being together. I gave Mr.Copeland an ultimatum, we can be together or stop talking like we are. The poor man finally came to his sense and got with me ;)
Although he is 1000miles away he has been able to make it here to see me once a month. November of 2010 was the beginning of our first deployment. It was very very rough the first three months. We fought and broke up numerous times. It was exhausting but we stuck together and finally made it through our deployment. I was there smiling and waiting when the ship pulled in and ran and jumped in his arms. It was just like you'd imagine a fairy tale.
Since that day in June we've still had ups and downs. Things don't always go as planned and nerves get the best of people. At this very moment we have been together nearly 20 months and we are way better and more patient then we have ever been. I'll be flying up to see him on the 18th and spending thanksgiving with him. I'll be permanently up there sometime after Christmas (sooner better then later!!!).
This boy is my world. A lot of people said and still say we won't make it and that I'm too young for him. This doesn't discourage me at all. I know I love him and I know he feels the exact same about me. He takes care of me and spoils me when he cans. He listens to me cry to often and makes the best jokes. He keeps a watchful eye on me and is proud of me even when my accomplishments aren't up to my pars. He complains to me about the funniest things (a almost ripped sock) and listens to me complain about my everyday worries.
Falling in love is something that takes time, patients, and attention. I'm so lucky to have fallen in love with my soul mate. He is my hero and the love of my life<3
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