Those stolen moments in between client meetings, rushing to suppliers, going back and forth the office and the restaurant. In my stressful moments at work, I would sneak in a call to my SuperYvon. Without fail- he makes everything better. His voice alone, even his laughter, and when he tells me he loves me or calls me his, sweet texts and phone calls out of nowhere from him just to ask how is my day so far- these little things are big things for me. I get excited to come home for our routine night talk after he gets home from work- phone calls that last at least 2 hours every time. I know it’s expensive and I’m grateful that he does it to keep the distance bearable. It’s been more than a month now since he left. I’m glad we have these little things to get us by everyday. Our relationship mostly spent breathing on the telephone; hardly anyone’s idea of a relationship I know, but that’s the way we do it because that’s what we have to deal with. So in the name of love- we make do.

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