Photo courtesy of Eddie Poe
Time wanes on. The days slowly creep by. The distance seems to grow by the day.
It’s been nearly a year now since I left your side and ventured off to begin my life — or so it feels that way. At first, the thrill of starting something new captivated me and kept me at a conscious high for some time. Now, between searching for what I hope is best for my career and well-being, I’m missing you more than ever.
Most mornings I wake up with the initial feeling that you’re at my side and here for me in ways that don’t require mentioning. I know that despite the distance, you’re never that far away from me. You’re always in my thoughts. You’re always in my dreams.
We sometimes discuss the distance and how tough it is. Other times, we talk about our futures and where we hope to visualize ourselves in the near future. It’s invigorating and terrifying all at the same time. But, for you and I, it’s more of an embrace than anything. Embracing life for what it is and accepting every new experience as it enters into our lives.
Even with the embrace, though, life as of late has a way of leaving us both confused and exhausted. Some days I want nothing more than to shut myself away from all of the realities of the world. That’s not to say that I don’t immensely enjoy the life that I’ve been given and am so appreciative of. Not a day goes by that I don’t grasp ever so tightly on to everything that I have to be grateful for. I’m lucky. I’m fortunate in ways that I never could have imagined.
Fortunately for me, the one thing that I’m most grateful for — besides being alive — is you. Without you, this life would never be what it is today.