I have to apologize. I’m sorry. I’ve been horrible at chronicling our dating adventure in recent months. Bad me. You can sue me if you like, but rest assured, I don’t care. It is the holiday season and festive cheer should rule supreme.
So where are we – as in where are Meg and I?
Well….
We are still finding ways to grow closer each and every day. I’ll be honest, we don’t have it easy. As you know, we have 1000 kilometers separating us (992 to be exact). We have 10 years separating our age. I have + three amazing kids and she has +106 cousins on her side of the world that are both indications of the roots that keep us firmly planted precisely 992 kilometers apart.
Yet…
Yet, despite these challenges, we have found ways to keep grow closer.
After an amazing and fun summer together, the conversation became serious last fall. These are some pretty big gaps between us and being together and living out our mutual dreams weighed heavy. Could it really, realistically work?
A couple of months ago, we had the come to Jesus kind of conversation. There are certain things we can control and others we can’t. We recognized that the things we couldn’t control were overshadowing all the good between us. I can tell you that day and that conversation changed all that. From that day on, we’ve jointly chosen to instead focus on all that is so good about us and not let those issues we can’t solve stand between us. Since then, we haven’t looked back. We are embarrassingly that overly cute couple that gushes in each other presence.
We haven’t seen each other in two weeks and it’s another two weeks until we will see each other. It is the longest we’ve been apart since we met last March.
I’m flying to see her just after Christmas with my children to spend New Year’s Eve with her. I couldn’t be happier or looking forward to it more. I think we’ve both been scoping airline fares looking for any deals to catch an earlier rendez-vous.
And even though I won’t be there to wake up with her on Christmas morning, you better believe I’m thinking about it. There is nothing more romantic than thinking about waking up on Christmas morning next to each other – the fruition of anticipation…the climax of anticipation. Mmm…. (cue melting icebergs)
What do you get the love of your life when in fact you can’t share this moment with that person? It’s a quandary to me. It haunts me. Please comments with your ideas so that I might sweep her off her feet. She hardly reads this blog, so rest assured, it’s mostly between you and me.