Those are the words a friend wrote on his blog recently, and they resounded with me more than I can express.
Most of you know by now – but if you don’t, you will in a second – that I am in a long-distance relationship. Yep, another one! Those of you who knew that I had previously sworn off LDRs are probably rolling their eyes at me, but here’s the thing: this boi is so, so, so worth it. I had a feeling about her from the start and I cannot begin to tell you how glad I am that I followed it even if it meant breaking that vow to myself.
Here’s where I take home the Understatement of the Year Award. It’s hard being in a long-distance relationship. (Commence the angels singing the Duh Chorus.) Especially around holidays when you want to spend time with the ones you love or when shit happens like them getting sick and all you want to do is hop in your truck and drive a few hours to go take care of them even though realistically you know you can’t. It just gets tough, and can be overwhelming sometimes. Even when you know they’re 100% worth it.
I’ve been struggling with that for the past few of days, with Wednesday being the worse day in particular. While realistically I know that it will not be forever until I get to see her and that in the grand scheme of things she really isn’t that far away—five hours’ drive straight up a major Interstate, not the worst road trip ever—sometimes my very unrealistic emotions take hold and it is tough to remember that each day is not an eternity and each mile is not an insurmountable chasm.
Just talking to her is the best therapy I could ask for. She gets me, and she knows exactly what to say to bring me back down to earth and get me smiling again. And despite the fact that sometimes the irrational side of my brain takes over—who’d have thought, Ms Calm Cool and Collected has an irrational side?!—the deeper, steadier side of me knows that these obstacles too shall pass. In the grand scheme of things, we have all the time in the world and all the persistence to make it through.
In the meantime though, I will remember three things: she loves me. I love her. And when the going gets tough, I just need to pull my hat down, take a breath and just hang on.