My fiance left yesterday morning at 11AM for Basic Training, and after MEPS, and 2 flights to TX from AL, he got there sometime between 530 and 630PM today.

So, now he's in his 0 Week of Training, and I'm trying hard to keep busy, even though it hasn't quite been 2 days.

I was fine up until he called me from the bus to Lackland, a few tears, some sniffles... Then he broke down and that got me... In three years, I've seen him cry all of 3 times, all but one was from being really happy/laughing, the other was from a bad fight... But that phone call got to me (I'm fine right now)

From here on out- I'm looking at it as this: I'll see him when he graduates basic, and with school, the time will fly by... I feel like after this first week, I'll be OK a good chunck of the time, and I can use this time to spoil Uther