Today's our first Anniversary of being married. I wish more than anything that he was home so we could spend it together. But instead, I sit here alone, doing homework. This isn't fair. We should be together. I feel so horrible for thinking this way, but I honestly can't help it. Sometimes, I get so mad because he's gone. I feel like a terrible wife, for thinking this way, because I really do support him. I feel so wrong for wanting him here, knowing that he's out there risking his life everyday, for our country. This is the job that he has chosen to do, one that most people couldn't do. I'm proud of him, and proud to be his wife, I just want him home.