I wanted to take this opportunity to extend to all my followers this blog. It’s a diary blog, more or less, of a girl who was in a long distance relationship and after almost two years, closed the gap when her boyfriend gave up his life and relationship with his father/step mother, any flew halfway around the world to be with her once again. Each entry describes her struggle, and then once he comes home, describes how much everything was so worth it. I know I don’t post here anymore as much as I should, because alas, this girl is me. I’ve been asked to share my story by many of you, and while I could give you the run down, what’s better than reading how everything went down, when it went down? So if you’re looking for a little hope or a little strength, I deeply hope this will help you in some way, and if not, I’m always here for a lending hand, ear and heart.
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why is she big spoon tho
because why the fuck not. because girls like to be the big spoon too. because boys like to be held. because everyone likes to be held. because not every girl needs to be enveloped in some guy all the time, or anyone. because sometimes men want to be the little spoons and feel safe and woman want to do the protecting. because shut up.
YES. Also, because kissing them on the back of the neck is great. :)
Also depends on comfort. I have a longer waist so I was physically uncomfortable being little spoon
my boyfriend loves to be the little spoon! he doesn’t even ask, he just turns away from me, pokes me with his feet and whines until i spoon him! haha
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So last night, Dennis and I were driving back to his house for the night from my sisters apartment. It was about 10pm, and we had to pass by our old high school, the place we met and the place where we said our goodbyes that began our long distance relationship. From where my sisters’ apartment…
Dennis and I at midnight on New Years! I’m so so incredibly happy he got to be here for the holidays, and for our anniversary. 2 Years, I love you. <3
Thank you baby!:):) I love you<3
Haha no I wasn’t looking for a boyfriend AT ALL! At the time, a boyfriend was the last thing I wanted. I was so ready to give up on everything, nothing was going smoothly, or even right for that matter. But Dennis was persistent and patient and so, so sweet. He completely swept me off my feet. He saved me, and I will be trying to show him how much for as long as I live. :)
my boyfriend and I were driving back to his house for the night from my sisters apartment. It was about 10pm, and we had to pass by our old high school, the place we met and the place where we said our goodbyes that began our long distance relationship. From where my sisters’ apartment was, taking the small road on the schools campus that runs adjacent to the buildings would be a shortcut, so I turned in. I drove slowly, taking in the nostalgia I felt looking in the dark windows, many of which I had classes in. My boyfriend felt less nostalgia, since he only spent 1.5 years there versus my 4 years, and didn’t hold as much value in high school as I did. Nevertheless, we rode the turn that would lead us away from the building and toward the parking lots and football field. The senior parking lot approached our left, the place where we said goodbye for what we didn’t know would be 22 months. I turned to him and I asked “Do you mind if we stop somewhere real quick?” and he said “Sure.” and as soon as I put my left blinker on I heard his lips part in a small smile. He knew exactly where I was going.
I turned in and a small chuckle came from his mouth. “I knew you were going to turn in here.” and I just answered him with a smirk. He asked me, “Do you know the exact spot?” I remembered the many days after he left that I would walk past the spot, each time feeling the pain in my chest that ached for him. He didn’t have to walk the halls of our memories, but I did. The memories of walking toward him through the parking lot, him walking to me, and our bodies colliding and arms tangling and tears falling as the reality was setting in that he was suddenly leaving. I answered, “Of course I remember the spot.” I parked the car, left it running and stepped out into the cold. I took the, give or take, 10 steps to the spot and when I got to the exact spot I stood in almost 2 years ago when I was 17 years old, I turned around to look at him. He was still standing outside the car. He smiled at me and he started to walk towards me. We’d both been in these exact spots before and we both knew it. It was like the intensity and importance of that moment and this one were coming full circle. All the pain and heartache, all the tears and doubt and obstacles and overwhelming strength finally paid off because a month ago, he finally came home to me. When he got to me this time, there were no tears or pain. We were smiling and he put both his hands on my cheeks, holding my face. He smiled at me, bent his head down and said “I love you Alyssa.” My heart raced so fast I lost my breath. This exact moment was only something I saw in my dreams for so long but he was here and I was here and this was real. “I love you too” I answered and he kissed me long and hard and perfectly. Then he pulled away, looked at me and saw the happiness on my face, mirroring his. He pulled me in for a long embrace as the past 2 years flashed through my mind and thought about for all that time, all I wanted was this moment. It’s said that you don’t realize the importance of moments in your life while you live them. But I do. I saw the honestly and the love in his eyes that I’d been aching so badly to see. He loves me and I love him and it is perfect and infinite and right, and every minute of pain and tears and all of that garbage was %10000 worth it. I love you Dennis.
Dennis and I on our first Thanksgiving together :)
As I speak, I am laying in bed with my best friend, my soulmate, my sailor, and my boyfriend all in one. His back is pressed against my side and the blanket is moving from his inhale, and then his exhale. Otherwise, it’s silent in this room. This situation for me is absolutely perfect. There is nowhere else if rather be right now and no one else I’d rather be with. We were away from each other for two years but now he is laying next to me sound asleep and my dear friends, my dear strong beautiful friends, I’m telling you that it doesn’t get any better than this. Experiencing this moment and appreciating every second like this is what I live for, and what I’ve waited for. Don’t ever take it for granted and believe in nights like this. It will get you through the loneliest days and the saddest nights. I promise you. It worth it.
-Alyssa
