Three and a half years ago I met her. The One I Love.
Touring the UK with my mum and brother, she was an unexpected appearance in my recently fractured world.
“We can make this work.” She ponders as we avoid counting the minutes that we have left together at Heathrow Airport.
“I don’t know…I have so little to offer..” My voice trailing off as the reality of the vast distance between London and Melbourne began to sink in. 16,893 kilometers to be exact.
“You have SO much to offer!” We stand in silence and despair at the thought of parting.
With the concept of physical distance beginning to dissolve, being replaced with the closeness one feels in the heart when emotionally connected through a dimension physical distance does not occupy, I began to see that maybe this could work. We could have a chance at this. It need not be the end, especially as it really did feel like the beginning…
Jump forward three and a half years and I wonder in awe at how we have come this far.
Have we bridged the gap? No.
Is there a move scheduled sometime soon? Nope.
We see each other every few months for a few weeks at a time, minimum. The world and it’s noise ceases to exist and only we are present in our glorious bubble of love. We condense our ‘dates’ into blocks (and have a bloody good time with that, let me tell you!). When we are together we laugh, chill, go out, stay in, sleep late, eat delicious food, drink way too much and go places that we really want to share with each other. We read funny things and share them, in real time!
What about when you are apart I hear you ask?
We skype and text message everyday. And send lovely (and ridiculous) snail mail and special deliveries. We share our online music.
Anything else that brings you comfort when you are apart?
Well since you asked..
I know she can’t smell me when I skip a shower some days.
Garlic consumption is no longer an issue. For either of us.
I can eat at weird times (or not at all) and not feel guilty that I am depriving her of her daily nutritional intake.
There is a bucket load of time to work on personal goals, study and plan for when we are next together. This has to be a good thing, right? Yes!
I can research new places to go when we are next together, add to my list and watch it grow.
Netflix binging. It’s only natural that not all our viewing tastes align. Say no more.
There is no limit to the amount of sport one can listen to. Or choose not to listen to!
The cat sleeps on my bed (again, shh..).
In all seriousness, what I appreciate most of all about being apart is the abundance of time for personal growth and working on achieving goals. Knowing that I can invest time in myself which will help me to become a better person, which in turn will bring us closer to being where we want to be, whenever that happens to be. There is something so wonderful about working hard for something that is so important to you (i.e. your future life), and enjoying your time together along the way.
I know that it won’t always be this way and I have every faith that we will somehow bridge that gap the separates us at times. Until then, there is much work to do to make sure I am in the best possible place when that time presents itself announcing that it is in fact right.
Be well out there, whether you are near or far from your love, if you are yet to meet them, or your love is yourself (as it should be for all of us!).