Back on Land
Every deployment has those days. The days where you just miss your sailor so much you could cry. You don’t want to get out of your yoga pants. 412 more words
2 weeks, 6 days
The Sailor's Woman
I elbowed my sailor awake at 8:00 Sunday morning.
“Wake up!” I hissed. “You have to soak your turkey!”
His eyes popped open. Being a sailor, he assumed soak your turkey was a euphemism for something fun. 153 more words
1 month, 2 weeks