"I love you means that I accept you for the person that you are and that I do not wish to change you into someone else. It means I do not expect perfection from you-just as you do not expect it from me. It means I will love you and stand by you even through the worst of times. It means loving you when you're in a bad mood or too tired to do the things I want to do. It means loving you when you're down-not just when you are fun to be with. 'I love you' means I know you're deepest secrets and do not judge you for them-asking in return that you do not judge me for mine. It means I care enough to fight for what we have and that I love you enough not to let go. It means thinking of you, dreaming of you, wanting and needing you constantly, and hoping that you feel the same way for me."
Love is a wonderful thing, though it isn't always easy. I'm so lucky to have found who I believe to be the love of my life. I love waking up next to him every morning and these past three-and-a-half months of long-distance have really pulled on my heart strings.
Thank goodness that's over.
When we get home from this trip, we only have four sleeps apart, which is considerably more manageable than four months apart.
Long distance is draining. Having one person drive six hours per weekend really takes a lot out of your. I kind of never want to do long-distance again. Hopefully, we'll never have to.
As our three-year-anniversary approaches (18 days) I feel more and more confident that this is in fact right. It may not be perfect everyday, there are ups & downs but in the end it's totally and completely worth it.
