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guy, always able to make me laugh, and our conversations would just flow every time we’d see each other. We never ran out of things to say. Occasionally, he’d even comment on how nice I looked that day, telling me I had such a pretty face. At the time, I didn’t read too much into it; I’d just chalked it up to him simply being nice to me. Why would a perfect specimen like Adam have even the slightest interest in a big girl like me?
    But the mere fact that a guy like him would even pay attention to me had worked wonders on the self-esteem of my young self. All these self-conscious thoughts gradually faded away as Adam and I grew closer, and we were best friends by our senior year. Adam was the one who helped me dispel the silly high school stigmas that brooded in my mind; he was the one who helped me become comfortable with who I was as I blossomed into a young woman. If it wasn’t for him, high school would have been a few long, miserable years of social awkwardness, just as junior high had been. Sure, I had to experience the whole friend-zone thing for the first time, and it truly was devastating, but eventually I got over it.
    When we had graduated high school, Adam had decided to forego college for the time being and enlist in the army. I had been angry with him at first. Angry and very worried for his safety. How could he do this to himself? How could he do this to his family, the loving mother and father who would fear daily for their only son’s life? How could he do this to me? After graduation, Adam was honestly the only person from high school that I still truly cared about.
    Most people found it hard to understand why he’d enlisted in the army. His father was very wealthy and he could have gone to college basically anywhere he wanted. But Adam was different from most people, he was motivated by different things.
    Adam had principles. He thought it was his duty to go off and defend American freedom and values. This was the type of thing that a lot of people talk about but never do, but Adam was actually doing it. He had a standard higher than most, and he was disciplined in holding himself to it. He told me he couldn’t bear to watch his fellow countrymen go out and risk their lives while he sat back home living his cushy life. So he went with the other soldiers to defend his country.
    He told me this when he had explained his decision, and while I could understand his reasoning, I couldn’t help but fear for his well-being. But Adam was stubborn and there was nothing that could be done to change his mind. The only advice he gave me was to pray for him while he was away.

I had found Adam to be handsome since the first day I saw him, but it was only recently that I truly began to develop an attraction for him—that is, an attraction with the hopes of it actually happening. Even my thoughts of fantasy from when I had first started crushing on him eventually dissipated, as we became closer as friends. To be honest, I think this was some kind of defense mechanism. I had been uncomfortable with my curves and feared being rejected by someone like Adam, so I made up my mind to never think of him in a sexual way. Only by setting such low expectations could I avoid having my heart broken.
    But something happened when we started writing letters to each other a few years ago. I started writing to him because I knew it must be hard living overseas with none of his friends or family around, but even so I struggled to find the right words. I knew he was lonely over there and that he needed all the support he could get as he fought overseas, but what was I supposed to say in a letter to him? How’s your day? The worlds we lived in were so different that clear communication seemed almost impossible, but I knew it was my duty to try to support him, so I gave it my best shot.
    To my surprise, I actually liked it. The first letter I received back was incredibly long. Adam had seen a lot in his time in Afghanistan, but he