In May I was out in the States to spend three and a half weeks with my fiancée, before embarking on a 9 month stretch apart. Unlike occasions in the past that have been adventures in of themselves, it was a tough trip, trying to cram in as much as possible before we were forced to again part ways. I had a great time, but also had to work out a lot of things, and face the sharp reality of what a long-long-distance relationship fully entails (not that I was naive to it before).
As we headed back to the car after finishing up with lunch on the final day, having hugged good friends farewell, I spotted this – the writing on the wall.
What a long, strange trip it’s been… and it isn’t over yet.
May 2013, Denver – Colorado – USA