I was talking to miss Megan Reah the other night and I realized something.
I am so thankful for the 2,000 miles that keep Curly and I apart.
When you are in a long distance relationship
you don't miss the person just with your heart.
You miss them with your entire being.
The first few weeks everything aches
as if you've just ran a marathon after not sleeping for 3 days.
Then you go into the uncomfortable phase for a few weeks, where nothing feels right.
At all times you can feel something missing,
you know exactly what it is but there is nothing you can do about it.
Then after abut 4-6 weeks comes the numb that all long distance-ers know
When your body is unpleasently numb.
It is the weirdest most empty feeling I have ever felt.
Megan and I finally decided that we should, in a way, be thankful for all this.
It is because of all this that each time we get to see our men it feels like our birthdays.
Every time that we go to sleep knowing we will see them the next day,
it is like going to sleep Christmas eve, only better.
Every hour, minute, and second with them is filled with more love
warmth, and joy than words can even begin to describe.
Basically what I am trying to say is,
no matter your situation,
Be thankful for the ones you love,
be them family, friends, or a significant other.
Try to treat each moment with them
like the precious gift that it is.
"The most important thing in life
is to learn how to give out love,
and to let it come in"