It's Always Worth It

I have noticed that I have used the phrase, or something similar to it, It's always worth it at least two, possibly more, times so far in my blog posts. Now that wouldn't generally be a problem but because of how few blog posts there are that's a pretty high percentage rate. I think I ought to clarify exactly what that means to me.

The restless nights of wishing I had somebody other than Hamilton to cuddle. The days in class where the only notes that get taken are Cody. CDE <3 <3 <3. The moments when I want something to hold besides my phone. The walks around campus when there only seems to be couples holding hands in my path. When a Grey's Anatomy trailer comes on and I remember what it was like to watch season after season with him. The looks on people's faces when I tell them, Yes, I am dating a Marine. Yes we are 783 miles apart. No, we are not breaking up because it. Yes, we passed our mental exams. All of these reasons and so many more are why I end up going a little bit crazy from time to time.

But...

The cute random text messages I get throughout my day. The pictures I see that remind me of what it is like to be in his arms. Those less than perfect days when the boy takes it into his hands to video chat with me to make sure I'm okay. The moment when I finally get to see his face in person after so long of only seeing him through technology. The first time I get to touch him and make sure he is still real after the separation. The times when he opens up and says something that knocks me off my feet. Those are the reasons, and countless others (I could bore you to tears with reasons why I'm still here), that I stay.

The bad things, suck. I won't lie. It's not fun to be in a long distance relationship, I just thank God I'm not raising any children on my own, yet. I didn't ask for us to be apart, and neither did he. We are just doing our absolute best to dodge the punches that life is throwing at us. But those bad things don't even compare to the good. None of the bad things are detrimental to our relationship. They aren't easy or fun, but they can be dealt with if we want to put the effort in. We do.

Getting to see the boy again after 3 months of only letters to write was worth the tears, heartache, and carpal tunnel I dealt with while he was at boot camp. Every moment we get to spend together is worth the struggles, the distance, the long drive, and everything else. It takes strength on everybody's part, but it's always worth it.