My boyfriend and I have been in a long distance relationship for a year and a half now. Going through army training and being in college has caused us to lead two very different lives for a while now, but we make it work. For those who have never had to endure the stress of a long distance relationship, here's a little bit of insight as to how the process of seeing each other once again goes, even if it is only for a little while.
When somebody means everything, distance becomes such a small concept. Even when the waiting feels like years, you can't really imagine being as excited for anything else.
Once the days start becoming fewer and the countdown decreases with each passing moment, the anticipation only heightens. Everything finally starts to fall into place, and the day that you know you will be together again consumes your mind.
The day finally comes. It's here. Butterflies fill your stomach like nothing you have ever felt before, until at last -- you see the one you love the most. A familiar spark flickers before your eyes and you simply can't believe how you managed to go without being in their arms for so long, because that is where your heart is.
Each and every second spent together is just one more second that you wouldn't want to spend with anyone else. Watching "Grey's Anatomy" for hours and venturing to art museums become some of the best times that you have had in a while. Together again with the love of your life, and nothing can destroy that feeling.
But then it comes. The day that you've been putting off in the back of your mind because you've been dreading it since before your love arrived -- the day where they have to leave once again. Even waking up becomes a sad affair, because you don't want the contents of the rest of the day to occur.
You help them pack their things (as much as you don't want to) while jokingly attempting to get them to stay. As much as you don't want to leave each other, there are some things in life that just have to happen. You'll be together soon enough, but this is not the time.
The drive to the airport or to the bus station is one of the saddest trips to endure. There's so much that the both of you want to say, but it's too hard to express at this time. So, you sit in near silence as you promise yourself you won't cry this time because you cry every single time and maybe this time will be different (spoiler alert: it won't be).
You help them get their luggage out, despite your best last efforts to get them to stay with you. You look at each other for a brief few seconds before embracing, and that's when the waterworks make their first big appearance.
Between final goodbyes and many wiped tears, you take one last look at each other before you depart ways. Leaving feels just a little bit emptier than it has the last few times, and the countdowns are reset.
Learning to cherish every little thing in life is a lesson that I believe everyone can take part in. No matter how tough things get or how different you wish that things were, appreciate what you do have.
And if you're in a long distance relationship right now, just remember -- miles can't separate two hearts that truly care.
