Saying good-bye to someone you love never gets any easier.
On one hand,you're thankful that you even got to see them and spend time with them. But on the other hand, you have to go through the painful good-bye (and for me) the painful ride and good-bye at the airport. In the past 5 months I have had to see a loved one off (or be seen off) at the airport more times than I would like to count. Some of them have been relatively easy and some of them have been extremely hard.
I said good-bye to my dad first (as you can read about here) and it sucked. Leaving my mom was even harder; I talk to my mom about everything and even though we argue, we're really close. When she left, I was left completely alone for the first time. My parents were both an ocean away, my brother a state away, and my boyfriend a country away. Since the first time they left I have had to say good-bye three times already. We've got it down to a method and all of us have the crying mostly contained. With my boyfriend it's a whole different story.
As composed as I want to claim to be, I'm not. When we're standing in front of the security line I don't want to let him go. We hug and kiss a thousand times and stare at the security line neither of us wanting to make the first move to leave. Harder than hugging and kissing good-bye is watching him walk through security is having to walk away, especially when we're unsure when we'll see each other again.
Although this long distance really, really, really sucks, I wouldn't trade it for a different relationship.
On one hand,you're thankful that you even got to see them and spend time with them. But on the other hand, you have to go through the painful good-bye (and for me) the painful ride and good-bye at the airport. In the past 5 months I have had to see a loved one off (or be seen off) at the airport more times than I would like to count. Some of them have been relatively easy and some of them have been extremely hard.
I said good-bye to my dad first (as you can read about here) and it sucked. Leaving my mom was even harder; I talk to my mom about everything and even though we argue, we're really close. When she left, I was left completely alone for the first time. My parents were both an ocean away, my brother a state away, and my boyfriend a country away. Since the first time they left I have had to say good-bye three times already. We've got it down to a method and all of us have the crying mostly contained. With my boyfriend it's a whole different story.
As composed as I want to claim to be, I'm not. When we're standing in front of the security line I don't want to let him go. We hug and kiss a thousand times and stare at the security line neither of us wanting to make the first move to leave. Harder than hugging and kissing good-bye is watching him walk through security is having to walk away, especially when we're unsure when we'll see each other again.
Although this long distance really, really, really sucks, I wouldn't trade it for a different relationship.