A year... One year... It's so short, but so long...

In one year I'll see my brother again.

I've missed him so much.

I wonder how he has changed.

How has the Marine Corps changed him?

Will he still be the same or completely changed?

I don't care, as long as I see him... I'll be fine.

I miss him so much.

And when the time comes for us to be reunited, it's such an interesting experience. 

His face is rock solid. No smile, no emotion.

Wow, I'm impressed.

I don't hug him for as long as I want to, he moves on to someone else. 

I wish he knew how much I love him, I wish we were closer.

I wish he were nicer.

I wish the Marine Corps changed him. Made him loving.

I wish he were kind...