I am no stranger to long distance dating – my husband (bf at the time) and I actually dated long distance from April 2004 – August 2005. Then I transferred to his college and we would date long distance in the summers (until I officially moved South). We’ve spent days, weeks, and months apart due to our hometowns being 900+ miles from one another. There were plenty of holidays and important dates we never shared together and I got through it. So, I should be used to this whole long distance thing right?
WRONG. I am not used to this and I don’t want to do it anymore. B only left a little over two weeks ago and I can’t stand being alone anymore. Don’t get me wrong – I have some fantastic roomies! But, I am lonely. And I miss being around my husband. And I miss being able to find him right next to me after an unpleasant nightmare. Or being able to see him when I get home from work with good news. And hearing him slap the couch and yell when he watches sports. And cooking for him. I miss him. I know you’re all crying me a river right now, huh?
On the bright side, B is doing something amazing. He left everything he had here to move to Georgia, sleep on his parents couch, and plan for our new life – getting a great job and finding us a house. I need to be happy and grateful that he is doing this for us! I need to remain strong during his job hunt and stay supportive. I need to be selfless and not selfish (which I have been lately). I need to suck it up and just hug my kitty when I wake up from a bad dream. I have to be thankful that I have such an incredible guy for a husband.
I will complain though – I will say it is hard that I miss my best friend and I can’t see him when I’ve had a bad day. I can’t wait to see you this weekend my good man. Good luck tonight and hopefully we will be celebrating some good news very soon! XOXOXO