Uh-oh…
We might be doing long-distance again…and this time, it’s my decision.
Yikes.
Three months later…
…quite a bit has changed. Having that last “Jeopardy” post as my final one seemed a bit inappropriate since it left everyone hanging on how things have worked out. So here’s an update on all the happenings since I last left you:
- The boy came back in early April.
- I finished my first year as a grad student— one more to go, and I will have “master”ed public health (bad pun, I apologize).
- The boy got a job with the Department of Justice.
- I start my practicum with the National Cancer Institute on Tuesday.
- The boy and I have decided to live together (we must be grownups now, since doing such a thing is actually completely rational) and we’ll begin the search for a new apartment in DC this weekend.
I’m not sure if I should keep blogging or not, since the original purpose of writing in this is now irrelevant. No, we didn’t have any sort of built-up, momentous airport scene after two years of separation…but we do have plenty of new beginnings to look forward to.
There’s no escaping it…
…even on game shows. One of the contestants on Jeopardy tonight was a returned Peace Corps volunteer who served in Rwanda.
You can’t make things like this up.
“The Decision”
As I mentioned to James today, the boy’s decision to either stay or leave Rwanda has more speculation surrounding it than LeBron’s infamous/ultimate decision to take his talents to South Beach this summer. Well…that’s how it seems anyway.
I think I’m Cleveland in this analogy…
I don’t want to be Cleveland.
A bump in the road
The reason behind starting this blog was to document (from a significant other’s perspective) the ups and downs of the Peace Corps experience and being in a long distance relationship quite unlike any other. Well, folks…we have a new development: for various reasons, the boy is seriously considering terminating his service.
I’m trying to be as unbiased and supportive as possible while he sorts out whether or not he wants to leave…it isn’t easy for me to just sit back and listen to him fight with himself, but in the end I want this to be his decision. He will definitely be staying in Rwanda until at least the end of this trimester (he has one full week left of teaching and then one week of exams/grading), and will come to some sort of resolution after that.
Love (Week of 2/19-2/26 Edition)
- When every daydream is about them
- Reading 14 page letters from them…and rereading those letters over and over again until you have the first few pages nearly memorized
- Assembling massive care packages for them that are 1/5 of your body weight
- Feeling naked because the necklace they gave you back in 2007 (that you never, ever took off) finally broke and you haven’t yet bought a chain to replace it
- Speaking of a future together using “when we” rather than “if we”
- When you support someone/something 100%— even if it causes you worry and stress— because it’s what they want
- Realizing that no matter how hard you try and fight it, part of your happiness is completely dependent on the happiness of that other person
You know you’ve reached a different phase of life when, instead of wishing for your parents, you wish for your significant other upon feeling terribly sick.
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