I was surfing through Facebook like usual and came across the page I Believe In Love. I loved the idea and it was very refreshing to see a page dedicated to that. I was just telling someone the other day about how it’s sad that people are so negative about the idea of true love anymore. I believe in love so much that I had to share my story. I’m Megan from Indiana and this is my true love story.
I have been with my husband for almost 6 years now; we are high school sweethearts. I love that I have been able to literally grow up with my husband, and the way we love has always grown with us. We’ve been very happy but for a few years we struggled financially. I was working a part time job at a movie theatre while going to school full time. My husband took up the slack and worked his behind off at a factory job so I could go to school and not have to work full time. Something needed to change for him though and he approached me one day about the idea of joining the military. At first, I was totally against it. To be completely honest, I was terrified that the man I love could voluntarily put himself in harm’s way. We spent many nights talking about the benefits and how exactly it would work for him. We talked about what kind of job he wanted to do and we researched how it could help him in the future. He wanted to do this to help build us a stable future. He selflessly wanted to endure the military’s hardest boot camp, the US Marines, to better himself and our future.
I knew this would be good for him as a man to grow and I knew our life would change in ways I couldn’t imagine if I agreed to this. As I looked into the eyes of the man I wanted to spend the rest of my life with, I knew that with love comes sacrifice. But with sacrifice comes great things. My worries aren’t hard to guess. I was worried about his safety; I was worried that I couldn’t handle being away from him. I ultimately knew I was being selfish and that isn’t what love is about. So with all the love in my heart, I let my husband go chase after his dream and even though things were never the same again, they are better to this day. Love is about being selfless, not selfish.
We had known for a few years now we wanted to get married. Through some speed planning we were able to get married a month before he was shipped to boot camp. I made the 3 hour drive to take my husband to the Military processing center and I was scared. I was scared for myself. This was the moment of truth; this was the moment I was faced with letting my husband go. I was scared for him. This was the moment he would find exactly what he was made of.
But I was never scared for our marriage. I already knew what it was made of and I knew this test would only strengthen it. I sat in the cold room at the MEPS station, clinging tightly to my new husband’s hand while we waited for his name to be called. I watched proudly as his raised his right hand and took the Oath of Enlistment. I cried my tears as I let him go and watched him climb onto the bus and drive away for the next 3 months. But sacrifice, selflessness and pride create such great things when put under pressure.
Months later, I held back tears as I watched my new Marine march across the parade deck. He was so full of confidence and the best version of himself he could possibly be. When they were dismissed I hurried into the crowd towards the love of my life that I had only talked to in letters for the past 3 months. I kept my eye on him the whole time and the moment I slammed into him for that first hug made it all worth it. If I could bottle everything that moment felt like I could easily explain to you that true love exists. I’ll never forget it.
We have been married for a year and the military life has been a struggle as we transitioned from attached at the hip to a long distance relationship. It has taught us both many things including patience, determination and renewed our realization of just how deeply in love we really are. People forget the small things in life, but my husband being in the military has strengthened our true love that has been forged through hardship. Distance is difficult, but it can really make things in your life very clear, including love.
Now that I don’t get to see him as often as I would like, every small thing in our relationship becomes so much more meaningful. I etch his smile in my mind because I don’t know when I will see it again. I cling to his shirts after he leaves to keep his smell fresh in my mind. We hug hard and kiss deeply every chance we get, because sometimes we don’t know when the next chance to do those things will be.
I’m lucky to be in love with my best friend and to be able to fall in love all over again every time I am reunited with him. So I believe in true love. I have it, it’s possible. And I’m so thankful for it.