Almost four years
Not a straight line — a road with more turns than either of us expected.
Before we knew what this was
It started quietly, the way most important things do, without either of us realizing how much it would come to mean. There was no way to know it would become four years and still going. Who knew the college boy would fall so hard that he wouldn't be able to stand up after this.
The good days, and the hard ones
It hasn't been easy. There were ups that felt like nothing could touch us, and downs that felt like the end of it. We fought, we misunderstood each other, we came back. Every hard day taught us something the good ones couldn't.
What we gave up for each other
We both sacrificed things to keep this alive — time, comfort, certainty, sometimes peace of mind. Our families became part of this story too, in ways that made it more real and, at times, more complicated. I still remember the first call with your Dad. None of it was small. All of it was worth it.
The distance
We're apart right now, and it's hard — some days harder than others. Long distance doesn't get talked about enough: how much it takes to love someone across a screen and still make it feel like they're close. I know it's hard — the distance is difficult to bear, but we can get through this too. We've been through enough already.
