So, Tony is great. He will message me/email me every time that he can. Sometimes the internet goes down or gets turned off for secrecy so obviously that's beyond his control. Often, he will write me an email from his account when the internet is out because it will get sent when they connect back to the network.
That is amazing and I'm grateful he does that all on his own and I don't have to ask or bug him about communicating with me. It wouldn't be as special if it was forced.
But...call me old-fashioned...I like to receive actual mail (as in snail mail...)
So, we had kind of a big convo about how I am writing him letters and he wasn't writing me any. To be fair, he hadn't gotten a single letter I sent yet. To be fair, I sent him a letter the day he left. Yeah (he literally got those a month later...) Except one of the ones I sent got stamped backwards (I wrote my return address on the back) and came back home to me instead of going to him. Ever seen that?
But because he and I value communication and can talk about anything and everything, it was only a conversation. One thing I've learned in relationships (significant others or anyone else) and life is that if you want something from someone, let them know. It's not fair to assume the other person knows what you're thinking just because you think it's about something obvious.
His reason for not sending me/writing letters was simple and completely logical: He talked to me more often (every day) via email and he was even getting a package of souvenirs from the ports he'd been to together to send. I just told him that I would really love it if he'd hand write me a letter. That was all it took. Now...he's been writing a lot of letters and I think he just had the chance to send me a few...so I'll be like the above meme...waiting.
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