48 Days......and counting

My name is Emily Dippery
I live in Commerce Georgia
I am 23 years old
And my boyfriend leaves for the NAVY in 48 Days

I've decided to write this blog to maybe help my sanity from what I'm feeling recently with this time approaching so fast.
If this works, I'll give a Hail Mary.
Hell, might even do two of them.

Within these 48 days I hope to be able to cope with the fact that I will be able to wake up thinking it will be o.k.
I know soon enough I will be waking up alone.Something I have not done in 3 years.Being a girl,very emotional, I am expected to cry and break down over little petty things that men,who unfortunately are not equipped with tears as much as me, think is stupid. I have done that a lot in the past week. More than I thought I would, more than I need to show. My first time was when one of my best girlfriends asked for me to join her and a few others for a girls night last weekend. I asked Joey, and without being able to finish the sentence, he said to go. He was even going to pay for me to go out,have some 'girl bonding' time and stay up past 10 o'clock. (Which has been my bedtime for quite some time now) He said to go. To leave him there alone. He wanted to be alone. (insert watery eye picture here) I knew there would not be many more Fridays that I would have with him but the thought of him being at home on a Friday night, alone, killed me. Needless to say I spent 10 minutes in the bathroom crying and ended up not going.I made a fool of myself and didn't want my friends to hear about it.He knew what he had said, he meant no harm at all, but the words still hurt.


Joey, my Joey, has put up with me for 3 years now. A defeat in itself alone. He had seen me throw up from to many drinks, cry over silly boys,wreck my car,lose a good friend and endure all the cat fights from girls within our group, all before our first kiss. It took me a long time to get to like him. We had always play fought and hung out,but just because our friends were mutual. I honestly don't think we would have even begun our relationship if we didn't have them in the first place, or even a place to hang out at. (Mike Carron, thank you)

He is funny. Funny all the way from a smile, to making me giggle to a full blown laugh that I cry from.
He cooks. And very well. He makes a mean Teriyaki Salmon.
He cleans. Well....he starts the dishwasher at least. No,he does clean.I have my way of cleaning and he has his.
He is smart. I can ask him about anything and 30 minutes later,he is in so much detail,he forgot the question.
He loves his friends and family. He has the best stories and although many of them end up with someone getting hurt, he still loves telling people about them,
He is an outdoors person.That boy will sit outside with his sunglasses all day and love every minute of it.
He knows music.From Tupac to Garth Brooks,from Sugarland to Dave Matthews.
He is handy.When I need something fixed,its done.Maybe not the way it was before,but it will work.
He adores our dog Lucy,who he has had for many many years.She has been a great addition to our apartment.
He will watch just about any movie there is.Minus the scary ones when I'm around,I cant take them.
He is, my Joey.
And for that I love him.


1,152 more hours


'To the moon'