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Monday
Mar082010

It's funny. I've spent so much of the past year of my life judging people's relationships. Friends who were "obsessed" with their boyfriends and the guy who always goes back to his girlfriend, even though she treated him like dirt. Those were the types I laughed at or tried to talk some sense into. No matter what, it never worked. I just couldn't fathom being in an inconvenient or unconventional relationship.

 That all changed recently. When I met Mr. Right. Mr. Right is probably the best person ever. He makes me laugh until I cry, he's motivated, smart, caring, interesting, etc. We're pretty stereotypical; we talk for hours and hours, we finish each other sentences and constantly make fun of each other. The one thing that prevents this relationship from being perfect is the 500 miles that separates us. 

 Five hundred miles. It really puts things into perspective when it comes to other relationships. Sometimes I just wanna scream when people say that they miss their significant others after not seeing them for a week. When people around me complain about the two hour drive, I want to remind them that I would kill to have Mr. Right live 4 hours away. 

 Another new thing I've discovered: That now people are judging me for making the decision for dating Mr. Right. Yes, I know that I will miss him and that visiting is expensive. I am fully aware of the creepy people on the trains and do not tell me "out of sight, out of mind." 

 I have learned to stay positive in sometimes hopeless situations. Military wives would love to be in my situation. And I'm lucky to be able to text, call, write letters and send packages whenever I want, and there isn't an ocean separating us either. I'm very grateful that Mr. Right is ridiculously supportive and caring enough to help make it work.

So before you start judging people in difficult relationships, please remember that there are two sides to every situation. Don't badger them with questions or tell them things they probably already know unless you've been in their shoes.

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