Love is Patient.

May 12, 2011

It’s funny how life works out. High school was a miserable time for me; never in a million years would I have imagined that years later I would be such good friends with my sort-of friends from back then. (I mean, I guess we were good enough friends, but I was so stuck in my loneliness and desperation for deep companionship that reality paled in the face of my expectations.)

I had dinner with E and A tonight, and it was so unbelievably refreshing to spend time with people who are well-adjusted, pursuing what they want in life, and creating and finding their own brand of happiness. Our dreams vary drastically, but at the same time, we all share a certain fulfillment in taking ownership of making decisions in line with the directions we want to head and encountering contentment for doing so. (Seriously, I am so much happier now that I have quit my job. Can you tell?)

Not to mention, A wasn’t all fatalistic about B and my impending long-term, long-distance fate. Whereas most people have expressed deep concern about the future of our relationship, I loved that I didn’t have to convince A (and consequently myself) to be optimistic for us. And it’s not just that I appreciated her unsolicited validation of our relationship. It was her enthusiasm and excitement for our individual pursuits that gave me more peace than I have successfully fought for thus far.

She had a really great grasp on the fact that we are both going to do things that are good for us and that which we are passionate about. She recognized the value of each supporting the other’s dream, and how that makes things worth it. She understood how sweet it will be that, if B and I end up working out in spite of all things, we will never begrudge the other for preventing the seeking out and striving after of personal growth.

This is not to ignore the reality that long-distance will be a bitch and replete with frustrating, gut-wrenching moments, because it totally will be and occasional agony is inevitable. But B and I aready know that. Having toughed out geographic separation before, we know very well what we are up against. But it is the reminders of the positives that we treasure and find solace in after all. They provide perspective that instill confidence when all things emotional and rational long to resort to panic.

I am moving to Paraguay to live the dream! A dream that has been so long in the making. And B is going to freaking B-town to live, learn, and continue his legacy of genius and popularity.

Rejoice with us, my friends!

It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

2 Responses to “Love is Patient.”

  1. jen Says:

    SO freaking stoked for both of you. Adventures abound!

  2. Si Says:

    Forget B. ME AND YOU being separated will be the hardest:) But I will be holding down the american fort until you return & obsessively skyping you in the meantime:)

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