The Disconnect

I've reached the low point again in my relationship- that point a few months after being apart where you start to feel disconnected and distant, and you start to question your relationship. We are both busy, him with work, me with preparing for the holidays. Busyness always means less time communicating, which can spell death for any long distance relationship.

There are so many decisions we have to make, so many details we need to discuss, and it is killing me that we can't just sit down and sort it all out. My sister gets to do all sorts of fun things with her man, and I miss having that with the Boy. What I wouldn't give to be able to finally share our lives together...

Long distance is just plain hard (as if any relationship needed more barriers). Despite all the phone calls and e-mails, it is incredibly hard to feel emotionally connected to someone who lives on the other side of the world... no matter how much you want to be with him. I've been with the Boy for almost two years now- most of that time was spent in different countries- and I know from experience that missing some one can make you a little crazy.

Thankfully, I also know that this low point is just phase- one we've been through many times. I'll feel lost and confused for a little bit until I am reminded of how absolutely worth it this relationship is. At the end of the day, no matter the frustration, distance or effort, there is no one else I would rather spend my life with. I am blessed.