Jealous...

He's told me that he's jealous of me. He's said that I get to see her face and hear her voice and he can't. He so badly wants to see her and hold her and can't.

The pain of speration is so great some days that he wants to simply drive his Stryker away towards the horizon and get as close to her as he can.

He told me that he wants to buy her a star from the International Star Registry so that he could look up into the night sky and imagine her looking into it as well - and that it's a cool feeling to have, knowing that somebody else is looking at the same star as you are.

The moon and the stars are something constant in his life - something that he knows is unchanging. He said knowing that her moon and his are the same calms him and helps him make it through the tough times.