That time we bridged our long distance relationship

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After 58 long days of waiting, it was finally time to pick him up from the airport. It was way too long since we last saw each other, and what I really needed at that point in my semester was him by my side so that he could remedy all my stresses and sorrows with his hugs. By then, we had been Skyping nearly every night– probably because the distance was getting too overwhelming, and knowing that we were close to bridging our long distance relationship made us all the more impatient.

… And the day finally came. It felt surreal, much like it always does after an extended period of not seeing each other. We enveloped each other in the biggest hugs we could possibly give, and never let go of each other’s hands. This was going to be the most amazing 8 months together, because to me, 8 months of long distance definitely warranted 8 months of being together thereafter.

His return did not fall short of amazing. We spent every day together, from doing mundane things like errands, to taking road trips. We got to know each other and each other’s families better, and we spent a generous amount of time in deep conversations about anything and everything under the sun; sharing laughter and creating new memories together.

Two weeks later, I got a call from Astro Radio, offering me an internship position at their headquarters in Bukit Jalil, Kuala Lumpur. I was ecstatic, of course. Astro Group is one of the biggest media conglomerates in the region, and to be offered any position with them is rarely ever heard of, so much so that when I brought this up to an administrative assistant in my university, they asked me if I was certain that I got it. Around the same time, my graduation problem solved itself; and I was slated to finish everything come June, and leave in early July.

But then, it dawned on me that this would mean I would be due to leave 6 months earlier than I had initially planned, and if you know me, you would know that things that do not go according to plan vex me. However, he was extremely supportive of me and was genuinely happy for my success, which is more than I could ever ask for.

Two months went by more quickly than I had ever imagined. In between, we got to share a lot of laughter and tears– and then reality dawned on us. I was leaving.

The morning of my departure was the toughest on the both of us. While this was an opportunity I was waiting for nearly my whole life, it was also difficult to part with my hometown that I have been familiar with for the past 23 years, and to leave the arms that I called home for 8 months. But we have to do what we have to do.

While we are still unsure of our plans together, we are working towards a common future. Such is the fate of us in long distance relationships– although the days in between feel like an eternity, we are indeed lucky to have met someone that is worth the wait, and until then– I will be waiting.

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Author: Natalie Ha

I remember being enthralled with the written word ever since my parents started reading fairytales to me at a young age. Seeing the power it has to influence behaviours and mindsets, I have learned, over the years, to translate my thoughts onto paper, in an attempt to positively disrupt the lives of others. Having my written works published in various forms of media has empowered me to weave stories that people can resonate with. I look forward to the life-long process of perfecting this craft, and hope to see my work touch the hearts of many in the future. This blog attempts to do just that - and I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy penning it down.

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