This is the life...

Being brutally honest here, I hate and love being in a long distance relationship.

I love it because I love him and I love our relationship. I love being treated like a princess. I love that I have found someone who has stuck by me through all my ups and downs. I love that we have to base our relationship on something other than the physical love. All we have is emotional, spiritual, and mental relationship. We have to know each other on a deeper level.

And I love it.

I hate it because I hate the distance. I hate being alone. I hate not having someone to spend my lonely nights with. I hate that I never stay out till curfew anymore. I hate that I cannot have random, cute date nights. I hate that even though I have a Valentine, I will still spend that day alone. I hate that when I am sad or overwhelmed I have no one to just hold me tight. I hate that I wipe away my own tears. I hate that I am both relying on someone and doing life on my own.

Some days are better than others.

The good days are the days where we can text and be cute and not feel rushed. When we have a full 12 hours to enjoy talking and sharing our hearts. I love the days that we can Skype for an hour and I get to see his face. I love falling asleep on Skype even after we have both turned off our lights. I love planning trips to see him. Days that have enough time to send long love texts, days like that make it worth it all.

Bad days are those when we can only talk from 8am-11am and then I don't get a call until close to midnight. Bad days are those late night phone calls that we can both barely stay awake for. Bad days are when you are too tired to voice what has been going on that day. Bad days are when you are lonely and depressed and you have to find strength from somewhere because there are only so many times you can say "I miss you."

This is our journey. This is the path that we chose to walk.

And I wouldn't change it for the world...

The hard days are awful. But the good days are heaven.

He loves me. More than I can express to you in words.

I love him. More than I thought I would ever love again.

Yes. Distance is hard. Not talking is hard. Being alone is hard.

No. Loving him is not hard. Being treated right is not hard. I would not change this at all.

So there you have it. My honesty. Long distance is rough. It isn't for the weak of heart. But those who can do it are blessed beyond belief.