One Week

Okay, so I leave for London in one week. Actually, exactly a week from now, I will be nearly 5 hours into my plane flight. Which means I'll be almost halfway there.

WOW.

It's so weird, looking back to January when he left again. Or February when I bought the ticket. It feels so long ago. And now, here I am, only 7 days away from seeing him again. From being able to hold his hand, go on a date, have a real conversation where we can make eye contact and hear each other without the constant dropped Skype calls.

Again, WOW.

In some ways, when I really think about it, this totally feels like someone else's life. I mean, seriously??? I'm flying to England to visit my boyfriend for two weeks??? I would have never imagined this is where I would be at 19. But I'm pretty happy about it. :)

It's amazing how much I've grown since July when we first said goodbye in that airport. Not knowing if we would make it or how God would use it. But my goodness, how He's used it. I feel like Tyler and I have both become more independent of each other but more wanting each other at the same time. If that makes sense at all. Maybe a better way to say it is that we've learned how to live without seeing each other, but through that, realized that we don't want to live that way. Wow, this is hard to explain. Haha. It's a pretty incredible feeling though.

Man, I can't wait to see him. I was talking to someone the other day and she was saying how she would give anything to have an "airport moment". You know, where you run into each other's arms and kiss and cry and say over and over how much you love each other. And don't get me wrong, having that moment in December was pretty romantic and wonderful. But I was also thinking about how being long-distance is SO romanticised. (Is that a word??) Girls at school would totally swoon when I said Tyler was in London. But honestly, I would rather have him with me every day than spend 5 months apart and get that airport moment.

It's been awesome to see how God has used it though. I know for a fact that I wouldn't be the person I am right now if Tyler had been here this year and our relationship wouldn't be the same. I wouldn't know how much I loved him and how much I wanted him in my life. It's so hard to find the balance....this whole past year, I would've given anything for him to be home and be able to talk to him whenever I want and be in his presence. But if I had that, I wouldn't have learned all that I did. I learned how to trust God. I learned how to trust people. I learned that God is absolutely mighty to save and is the best comfort in the world. I learned that it's okay to wait on God and that He has some pretty amazing things to open your heart to when you're still and patient and willing.

Yeah, it's been a pretty life-changing year. But I'm also ready for him to be home. Ah, the ambiguities of life. :)