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Thursday, September 14, 2017

The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly of Long Distance

Only I'm going to change the order of that, and leave "The Good" for last!

The Bad

Long-distance relationships are hard.  That's as simple as it gets.  There are a lot of difficult parts to it, first and foremost being the distance! 

Husband and I were blessed to be able to talk via Skype at least.  We didn't have Whatsapp yet, but we did have Skype and Google Hangouts.  We were able to video chat pretty frequently.  Nearly every day, in normal times.  Sometimes it was not as frequent, due to time differences, vacations, work, classes, etc.  But overall, we video chatted nearly every day.  And even with that, it was hard.  I can't imagine how it was for my parents when they did it, many years ago, relying only on letters!

What's bad about it?  Sure, with video chatting you can see each other's faces, but still a lot of body language is lost.  You never really realize just how important body language is until you don't have it to rely on.  A lot of unnecessary "discussions" can be avoided through it; without it, a lot of misinterpretations and misunderstandings happen.

Long distance is tough in that there isn't always constant communication.  Since your schedules aren't in sync, because of being so far apart, you have to really make time to see each other.  Most of the time, Husband was 3 or 4 hours ahead of me...which meant we talked late at night his time, or I took my afternoons to talk to him, and then stayed up late to finish homework.  Lots of sacrifices come with long-distance relationships, but I wouldn't always classify that as "bad".

The Ugly

The ugly can be summed up in one word: disagreements.  Fights.  Arguments. Whatever.  And those are not easy to resolve with thousands of miles between you.  And sometimes you just have to wait until you can talk to each other again, and that waiting can be agony.  Yeah, every couple has their moments, but long distance makes it harder than it needs to be.  We had our fair share of disagreements, and those were hard days for both of us.  

There are also times that one or both of you thinks about calling it quits.  You wonder if it's really worth it.  THOSE are the hardest, ugliest times of all.

The tears.  There are lots of tears involved in a long-distance relationship, whether they are related to fights, second-guessing, or just missing each other and being sad because of the distance.  

The Good

Even with all the drawbacks, there are a LOT of good parts about a long-distance relationship.  Because of the physical distance, you can reduce the emotional distance.  It may sound far-fetched, but let me explain.  When literally all you have is conversation, you talk about everything and anything.  You learn how to not run out of things to talk about.  You learn to really care about the answer to "how was your day?" and really listen to answers.  You learn to communicate on whole new levels.  Because you can't hug when you make up after an argument, you learn how to communicate your feelings to the other person.  You learn to open up about what you feel, what you think, what you hope and dream.  You share every part of your mind with each other.  You tell stories about your past.  You learn about each other's habits, even though you are not together.  

So much so that when Husband and I got married (finally!), there were no surprises.  I had heard a lot about the adjustment period at the beginning of a marriage, of living together and adjusting to each other's habits.  Well, to be honest, I am still waiting for that to start.  I had no surprises whatsoever, and the same goes for Husband.  We already knew how to deal with each other when we didn't get along.  He already knew I am minorly OCD about tidiness (still working on that!).  I already knew he hated washing dishes.  These small things that you think we wouldn't see, especially with the distance, we already knew about each other.  And that was a wonderful thing.  

No, we are not perfect communicators; we still have things to learn.  But all our time spent apart really helped in the way we talk to each other and are open with each other.  

Conclusion

What gives me the right to write about this as if I know something? Husband and I literally lived on opposite sides of the world for the whole 2 years we were together before we got married.  I envied my friends in long-distance relationships of just a few states, where they could see each other every couple months.  We saw each other once a year.  From the time we started dating until the day we got married, Husband and I had actually been physically together only 67 days.  We had been dating for 752 days.  So...not even 10% of our time together was spent in each other's presence!

Something both Husband and I have been saying for years is that part of what held us together was being apart.  It would've been awesome to have spent those two years together and not so far apart, yeah.  And at the same time, we learned so much by being apart.  No, I don't recommend long-distance as a solution to relationship problems.  What I am trying to say is that it could be beneficial to have some degree of distance in the beginning stages of a relationship, just to learn about communication, and about each other!  The physical side of any romantic relationship is awesome, and necessary, but sometimes that can take over, especially in the beginning, and the talking is forgotten.  And communication is one of the keys to hold a relationship together, so the earlier that is figured out, the better.




Só que eu vou deixar "o bom" para último!

O Ruim

Relacionamentos de longa-distância são difíceis.  É simples assim.  Existem várias partes difíceis, a primeira sendo a distância!

Husband e eu fomos abençoados em que podíamos nos falar pelo Skype, pelo menos.  Ainda não tinha WhatsApp, mas tínhamos Skype e Google Hangouts.  Deu para falarmos por vídeo com frequência.  Quase todos os dias, em tempos normais.  Às vezes não foi tão frequente, devido ao fuso horário, férias, trabalho, aulas, etc.  Mas em geral, falávamos por vídeo quase todos os dias.  E mesmo com isso, foi difícil.  Nem imagino como foi para meus pais quando eles fizeram isso, muitos anos atrás, dependendo só de cartas!

O que é ruim sobre essa fase de um relacionamento?  Mesmo com o vídeo, dá para ver o rosto um do outro, mas muita linguagem corporal é perdida.  Nunca se percebe a importância de linguagem corporal até não ter mais isso.  Muitas "discussões" desnecessárias podem ser evitadas com a linguagem corporal; sem ela, acontecem muitos desentendimentos e interpretações erradas.

A longa-distância é complicada em que nem sempre tem comunicação constante.  As pessoas têm que arrumar tempo uma pela outra, já que não estão no mesmo lugar e nem com os mesmos horários livres.  A maioria do tempo, Husband estava 3 ou 4 horas a minha frente (com fuso horário)....que significava que falávamos muito tarde para ele, ou então eu tirava minhas tardes para falar com ele e depois ficava até tarde de noite estudando.  Muitos sacrifícios vêm com relacionamentos de longa-distância, mas eu não diria que isso é "ruim".

O Feio

O feio pode ser resumido em uma palavra: desentendimentos.  Brigas.  Discussões.  Tanto faz.  E esses não são fáceis de resolver com milhares de quilômetros entre as 2 pessoas.  E às vezes tem que esperar até a próxima vez que dá para se falar, e essa espera pode ser agonia!  Sim, todo casal tem seus momentos, mas a distância faz isso mais difícil que tinha que ser.  Nós tínhamos bastante desentendimentos, e foram dias difíceis para nós 2.

Tem dias que um ou os dois pensa em desistir.  Fica se perguntando se realmente vale a pena.  AQUELES são os dias mais difíceis e feios de todos.

As lágrimas.  Tem muitas lágrimas envolvidas em um relacionamento a distância, sejam relacionadas a brigas, questionando se vale a pena, ou só saudades e tristeza por causa da distância.

O Bom

Mesmo com todas as desvantagens, tem MUITAS partes boas sobre um relacionamento a distância.  Por causa da distância física, pode-se reduzir a distância emocional.  Parece impossível, mas deixe-me explicar.  Quando literalmente tudo que vocês têm é a conversa, acabam-se falando sobre tudo, e qualquer assunto.  Aprende como não ficar sem assunto.  Aprende a realmente se importar com a resposta da pergunta "como foi seu dia?" e verdadeiramente escutar às respostas.  Aprende a comunicar-se em um nível mais profundo.  Porque não podem se abraçar depois de uma briga, aprende a comunicar seus sentimentos para a outra pessoa.  Aprende a se abrir sobre o que sente, o que pensa, o que espera e sonha.  Acaba compartilhando toda parte de sua mente.  Conta histórias sobre seu passado.  Aprende sobre os hábitos do outro, mesmo não estando juntos fisicamente.

Tanto que quando Husband e eu (finalmente!) nos casamos, não havia surpresas.  Eu tinha ouvido muito sobre o tempo que demora para acostumar no início do casamento, de morar juntos e acostumar-se com os hábitos um do outro.  Mas, para ser sincera, ainda estou esperando isso começar!  Eu não tinha surpresa nenhuma, e Husband diz a mesma coisa.  Já sabíamos como resolver quando não concordávamos.  Ele já sabia que gosto de tudo no seu lugarzinho (até demais....ainda estou tentando melhorar isso!).  Eu já sabia que ele não gosta de lavar louças.  Essas coisas pequenas, mesmo com a distância, já sabíamos um sobre o outro.  E foi uma coisa maravilhosa.

Não, ainda não somos perfeitos em comunicação; temos muitas coisas para aprender.  Mas todo nosso tempo separados ajudou na maneira que falamos um com o outro, e em nossa abertura um com o outro.

Conclusão

O que me dá o direito de escrever sobre isso como se eu soubesse alguma coisa?  Eu e Husband literalmente morava em lados opostos do mundo durante os 2 anos que estávamos juntos antes de casar.  Eu tinha inveja  das minhas amigas em relacionamentos a distância de apenas alguns estados, onde eles podiam se ver de 2 em 2 meses.  Nós nos vimos uma vez por ano.  Desde o tempo que começamos a namorar até o dia que casamos, Husband e eu tínhamos passado apenas 67 dias juntos.  Namoramos por 752 dias.  Então....nem 10% de nosso tempo juntos foi passado na presença um do outro!

Uma coisa que tanto Husband quanto eu tenhamos falado por alguns anos é que uma coisa que ajudou-nos a ficar juntos foi a distância no início do relacionamento.  Teria sido incrível ter passado esses 2 anos juntos, sim.  Mas ao mesmo tempo, aprendemos tanto pela distância.  Não, eu não recomendo a distância como a solução de problemas de relacionamento.  O que estou tentando dizer é que poderia ser beneficial ter um pouco de distância no início de um relacionamento, só para aprender sobre comunicação, e um ao outro.  O lado físico de um relacionamento romântico é ótimo, e necessário, mas às vezes pode tomar conta, principalmente no início, e a conversa é esquecida.  E comunicação é uma das chaves que segura um relacionamento, então quanto mais cedo é entendido, melhor.  


We got way too familiar with the airport...









Wednesday, August 16, 2017

The Greatest Love Story I've Ever Heard (part 3....visa stuff and waiting)

Continued from parts 1 (how we met) and 2 (the real beginning).

This has been a hard post for me to write (hence the time gap between this and the previous post) because of all the different directions I could go with it.  But I decided to just tell the story, and I'll save my commentary for later posts.

After returning home in July 2012, I went back to school for fall semester.  We talked on Skype pretty much every day, which was not easy, because of the time difference, plus all the difficulties that come with a long-distance relationship (more commentary on this here)....and ours was long-distance with epic proportions.

Towards the end of my fall semester, Best Friend set up an appointment to get his visa to come up and spend Christmas with my family.  I bought my ticket home, talking my way into taking my finals before finals week actually started, so I could get an extra week at home for Christmas break.  Yeah, I totally pulled the Brazilian boyfriend card, and it worked like a charm!

Best Friend's appointment at the American Consulate was for the end of November.  Imagine how anxious I was all day...especially when I got absolutely no news until much later in the day.  Well, when he got there, with all his paperwork, documents, passport, photos, etc., he still had to wait in line, despite having an appointment.  The lady who attended him was less than thrilled to be working, and treated him like dirt.  Best Friend spent 3 minutes with the lady interrogating him.  His visa was then denied, with no explanation whatsoever.    At the time, it felt like the end of the world, because it meant we wouldn't see each other again until 6 months later.  We explored the possibility of me coming to visit over Christmas but it ended up just not being possible.  After his awful experience at the Consulate, Best Friend told me he wasn't going to try the visa again.

So we continued with our long-distance, Skype-based relationship.  In May 2013, we finally saw each other again...after 11 months.  11 LONG months.  Long-distance has its ups and downs, and it felt like ours were REALLY HIGH HIGHS and REALLY LOW LOWS.  Sometimes we were on cloud nine, sometimes we felt like we couldn't do it anymore.

In May 2013, Best Friend and I met up at the Temple in Recife, Brazil.


 The day we got there was the day Best Friend asked me to marry him!  He didn't do anything huge, which is just perfect for me.  His proposal was simple, private, and better than I could have ever imagined.  Even though we knew we were going to get married and I knew he was going to ask me, I had no idea when or how, so I was still surprised!

In Brazil, ring culture is a little different than in the USA.  Here, when two people are engaged to each other, they wear a gold band on their right hand ring finger.  When they get married, they either move that same band to the left hand, or put a new gold band on the left hand.  Either way, I think it's awesome because it shows that BOTH of them are engaged, not just the woman.



I spent the next month or so in Bahia with Best Friend and his family again.  We even got to spend Brazilian Valentine's Day together, which was the day before I left to come home.  Before that, though, we met up with a friend in Salvador and got to be tourists for the day.

It was the first time I had been to Salvador, other than in the airport!

I left to go back and finish my last year of college in June 2013.  We didn't have a definite plan for when we'd see each other again, though we knew we'd be getting married about a year from then.  We talked about me coming down again at Christmas.

As fall semester dragged on, Best Friend decided that he was going to try for the visa again.  This time, though, he didn't tell me until about a week beforehand.  We thought for sure he'd get it this time.  He had more stability in his life.  He went to the Consulate in São Paulo; he refused to go back to the one in Recife after how he was treated there.  I don't blame him. 

He was treated much better in São Paulo.  The guy interviewing him spent about 10 minutes with him, interviewed him completely in English, made it seem like things were going great.  Then out of nowhere at the end, Best Friend's visa was denied.  Again.  With no explanation.  Again.  With the exchange rate the way it was at the time, and my semesters, I ended up not even being able to come down for Christmas.  So we went back to waiting.  And once again, the long-distance thing was wonderful and awful, all at once.  We had a wedding to plan...while being thousands of miles and a few time zones apart.  But we managed to do it.  I have to give Best Friend a LOT of credit...I know there are a lot of guys out there who are less involved in planning their wedding than their fiancées are, but in our case, Best Friend did a LOT more than I did!

13 months after we'd last seen each other, we were reunited....and that's the next post!

Friday, August 4, 2017

The Greatest Love Story I've Ever Heard (part 2....the real beginning)

After I arrived home from the mission, I just waited and hoped.

Fortunately, I didn't have to wait long, because Best Friend emailed me the next chance he could.  Summarizing the next 10 months, we exchanged emails and letters (letters were more me than him...I had more time, not being a missionary anymore!  Plus his letters never really made it to me....they are STILL lost in the mail!).  About halfway through those 10 months, it was cheap airplane ticket season, so I had to decide if I was really going to see him when he finished his mission or not.

It was kind of like standing on the edge of a cliff, not knowing if I'd make it down okay or not.  Well, I jumped.  We hadn't said anything too specific in all our letters/emails, but it was pretty obvious that we wanted to pursue this past just a friendship.

Best Friend got home from his mission at the end of June, 2012.  10 days later, I was at the airport, and he and his parents were there to pick me up.  Well, almost.  After I got my bags, I just kind of sat and waited for a little while.  You know when you are so nervous for something, you are literally trembling?  That was me.  I was in the heat of BAHIA, Brazil, and shivering.  It felt like I waited an eternity for them to show up.  I'd had months to wonder how that first non-missionary moment would be, and had imagined probably 1500 different ways it could go.

When Best Friend did show up, nothing went according to a single one of those 1500 ways I had imagined.  IT WAS MAGICAL!  Better than I could have dreamt up!

I spent the next 17 days in BAHIA with Best Friend and his family; I stayed at his sisters' house, so I got to know them and their kids pretty well.  We had fun getting to know each other in real life, not in a mission setting.  We were back to being normal people, living normal lives, no longer missionaries.  That's always an adjustment.  We never did anything extravagant...we were both broke (still are! haha), and we were in a small middle-of-nowhere town that didn't have a lot of options or places to go.  More importantly than that, though, we are both simple people and were just happy to be together.  After spending 2 1/2 weeks together, I had return to the USA.  I still had 2 years to finish at college. We decided that we would see each other at Christmas.  Best Friend would get a tourist visa and then spend Christmas with my family up in the northern hemisphere.  It was a good plan.

And yet, saying goodby that dreadful day in the airport was one of the hardest things I'd had to do.  I'm not sure how long I cried on the airplane home....

(trust me, this story gets more interesting in the next part)