Easily my favorite picture of Bill, probably because it reminds me of the first time I saw those eyes. I had just moved to Georgia and didn’t have any friends, so I decided to go see The Notebook by myself. When I got there, the lines were out the doors to get tickets, so I knew I wouldn’t make the time I had planned on so I walked inside to see when the next movie was. As soon as I opened the door, there he was. He turned, smiled at me, and said “hey”. We didn’t know each other, but we started talking and I felt something different with him and somehow ended up seeing Napoleon Dynamite with him and his friends. He threw popcorn at me through most of the movie and we kept talking, so I don’t think either of us watched most of the movie. The next day I went shopping and he decided to tag along; I was picking out a top at Old Navy when he walked over and gave me a quick kiss, so naturally I had to buy the top I was holding at that moment and still have it to this day. A week later we started dating & the rest is history. I miss riding around Fort Benning with the windows down in his truck while we were blasting Taking Back Sunday, running around the barracks in the rain and falling in the grass, & exchanging custody of a little dog stuffed animal that would spend a week in his truck and then a week in my car…that way when we couldn’t see each other or if he was in the field, whoever had it could see it and know we had a piece of each other with us (yes, I still have the dog and I’m thankful his mother found it in his stuff and brought it to me when they were in GA). He taught me that it’s okay to be who I am because the right person will love me anyways, the good and not so good parts of me. He showed me that it’s possible for me to achieve anything I want and most of all, he showed me the kind of man I deserve and want. He and I were synergy and I’m thankful for that because it allowed me to recognize that feeling when I found it again. He will always be my hero, my Mr. Incredible, my baconator, and the voice in my head that tells me to keep pushing when I want to give up. I can’t believe Friday will be 9 years since he was KIA, and although I will always be heartbroken over that, I wouldn’t trade those months with him for anything in the world. I’m thankful I took a leap of faith that night and saw a movie with a complete stranger, but when someone is good for you, you feel it in your soul. Those are the people you can’t let get away regardless of the situation. I always miss him, but this week is always a hard one.
I couldn’t help but reblog this because the whole time I read it I could feel this undeniable respect welling up inside my chest. Not only did this man, defend our country but he seems to be the kid of man that you see behind the word “man” in the dictionary. This man although I’ve never met him will remain in my damaged memory because of the amount of respect he deserves.