After my boyfriend moved to North Carolina, people always ask how I’m dealing with it and if I miss him. I try to keep the subject lighthearted and usually brush it off with a joke. “Do I miss him?” I say, “Mmm, eh, sometimes.” I chuckle, the other person chuckles, and we move on.
It isn’t that I want to hide my true emotions, nor does it have anything to do with not wanting to burden others with my emotions. It’s just a complicated situation with a mixture of emotions involved, and because I know that at the end of each day, all will be well, I try not to dwell on the heaviness of a long distance relationship.
Long before the move, Mike and I knew that there may be a possibility of a long distance relationship because of the goals we have each been working to achieve. Once we realized this, and confirmed with each other that we wanted to remain committed to each other should we need to be apart, we knew that we absolutely needed to get in the habit of surrendering our relationship and ourselves to the Lord and trusting in Him. This was not something we considered too much during the beginning of our relationship, although we did keep it in the back of our minds as something that we needed to get around to doing.
Even with this early realization and our efforts to discipline and prepare ourselves, it was still a really big change in both of our lives. It was so scary and sad to even think about being 500 miles apart, and needless to say, it broke my heart to say goodbye and send him off.
But only good things come from God, and I wholeheartedly believe that. I know that all will be well because we strive to surrender our relationship to the Lord daily. We fall and stumble, but we try our best to support each other and encourage each other with the strength and hope that we find in God.
I always miss him. But I am happy and grateful that I have the privilege of having him in my life.