Goodbye Again

It isn’t that I don’t recommend finding love wherever you possibly can. But trust me, local is better.

I just said goodbye to Bill for the third time. We’re sucking his savings dry to be together, but to us it is infinitely worth it. You would think the goodbyes get easier with time. This is not so. The original plan was to spend 18 months going back and forth from Portland to Brisbane. I have no idea how we thought we could survive that, as we’re barely making it to Christmas.

The next trip is Las Vegas, where we get hitched. Then, goodbye. The next trip I get to meet his parents. Then, goodbye. The next trip he’s over here for the holidays. Then, no more goodbyes.

I know it will fly by. I know that in retrospect, it won’t seem like such a hard thing. Right now it seems impossible.

6 Responses to Goodbye Again

  1. jr says:

    {fry + senn}

    Y’all can do it. Keep the faith. 🙂

  2. Ralf says:

    At least you know that he’s in good hands here.

    * rubbing hands emphatically *

    Ralf

    PS I will miss dinners and chats with Bill when he does finally leave though 🙁

  3. Bill says:

    WAIL! WAIL! WAIL!

  4. Tracee says:

    No more goodbyes? You moving there or him here?

  5. Cat says:

    He’s giving up his life of luxury in Brisbane to suffer it out with me in Portland. 😉

  6. Paul says:

    What’s a few weeks waiting when later you have a lifetime together?

    AN ETERNITY….but you get eternity both ways!