Communication And Long Distance Relationships

Holding Hands

This is talking too.

One of the biggest issues that Sara and I still face on a day to day basis is communication. Seriously.

I know that may be hard to believe considering that we are both highly articulate speakers. Both of us are bloggers and both very capable of expressing ourselves. We indulge in said expression sometimes to the extent of flogging a dead donkey, but there you have it, communication can be difficult for us at least under the circumstances of a long distance relationship.

Being apart, while we wait for our circumstances to change so that we can proceed with visa applications means that the dynamic of our relationship is not the same.

Living and conducting the day to day affairs of our lives is not made easy by the pressures of being 4000 miles apart. We have Skype. We get to see each other everyday. Have it on together at night going to sleep so we get a sense of being with each other while we sleep. Watch movies together online. Work on our projects. Celebrate etc..  We talk constantly, but talking is not everything when it comes to communication.

The last time I got to touch Sara was in December. I’m not referring to sex, I’m referring to the little things that happen between a couple that are part of communication. Holding hands. Touching her hair. Putting my arm around her while we sit on the couch. Reaching out to put my arm around her while we lie in bed at night. These things, these little touches, small kisses and the ability to even see someones posture in its entirety, to smell them, to be able to bring them a cup of coffee (teas in Sara’s case, she can’t drink coffee) are all part of communication.

The are all part of the essential day to day communication between any couple and sometimes all the talk in the world can’t make up for their absence.

Of course, the fact that I am a stubborn old git doesn’t help in our case, but hopefully others going through a long distance relationship won’t be burdened with my particular brand of charm :P

I have and will continue to cherish the times I get to spend with Sara as we await being together permanently. Not just because I am with her and get to hold her but because for those few weeks at a time we get to do most of our communicating, and when we do I get to see how truly close we are. How truly right for each other we are and how much I could never be apart from her.

For anybody else going through a long distance relationship, please let me give you this little bit of advice.

It’s important to communicate always, but it’s never more important than during those times you are together in real life. I know it’s tempting to travel, meet all your friends, do the things that couple do in the dark ( or the park ;) ) and get wrapped up in the trip, to get wrapped up in the “what shall we do together”. Even more important, in my experience at least, is the time you spend just with your partner. The time you spend pushing a trolley around Walmart, snuggled under a blanket watching a movie, playing board games, lying in bed talking, strolling through the park talking and oblivious to the rest of the world.

In other words, when you are together in real life, that is the time you should communicate. That is the time you should be attentive and do all the little things that you can’t do via Skype. That is the time to hold her (or his) hand, to brush her cheek, to show her, without words, that you are listening, that you are there and that you care.

That unspoken communication is what will sustain you both during the long months apart.

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His Very First Twinkie

One of the culture differences Paul and I regularly run across is food. This has made for some interesting conversations, and sometimes even debates over things like whether something is a ‘biscuit’ or a ‘cookie’. Being a southern girl to the core I know darn well what a biscuit is, and that the only acceptable way to eat one is with either homemade sausage gravy, or smothered in butter and jelly.

Those flat, skinny things he pulls out of a packet, often with one side of them covered in chocolate? Most definitely not a biscuit.

Culinary semantics aside, we also have pretty regular moments of “Omg, you’ve never had <insert food here>??? How could you not have had that???” Before Paul came over in December, I learned to my complete and utter dismay that he’d never tried a Twinkie.

Seriously dude? For real?

Twinkies are such an ingrained childhood thing here that we can’t imagine a life without them, even when we generally don’t eat them anymore as adults. Remember the great Twinkie Hunt Woody Harrelson’s character was on in ‘Zombieland’? Let’s just say I have no doubt whatsoever that should the world be taken over by flesh-eating freaks, someone somewhere will be stockpiling Twinkies.

Clearly the deficiency of Hostess goodness in his life had to be resolved when he came for his next visit.

Paul flew in on the 2nd of December, and on the 5th we went shopping for supplies for the housewarming party on the 6th. We got the necessary bits and pieces, and picked up a box of Twinkies, which I told him we had to wait to open, because our friend Heather had been so shocked at his Twinkie virginity that I told her she would be there when he tried them, and Paul said I made the whole thing sound like a threesome. Considering the semi-orgasmic taste experience of a Twinkie, I couldn’t really disagree.

That night with everyone over and someone recording on their iPhone, Paul got his first taste of a Twinkie. His reaction? See for yourself..

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The Proposal

(Cross-posted from Suburban Oblivion.)

A bunch of Twitter locals get together for a Tweetup, something cool happens and someone catches it on their iPhone, video is uploaded to Youtube and people are tweeting it within minutes.

It may be the epitome of geeky, but when Paul proposed on December 6th with many of our close friends there to share in the moment, that’s exactly what happened. Thanks to Alli recording the video and Chris taking pictures, we have a beautiful visual record of what many often don’t, and we are able to share that with those we wish could have been there with us (Amanda and Christy especially, miss you guys!) but couldn’t.

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Paul popping the question as twitter locals share in the moment.

The actual capturing of the video was incredibly lucky, because he hadn’t told anyone he was going to ask when he did. He did however start his speech with something along the lines of us ‘never breaking up again’ or something to that effect, and Allie decided just being a smartass that she needed to get that statement on video. We are so glad she did!

Since we are anything but traditional, you know the ring had to be different as well. Instead of a diamond solitaire, the center stone is an emerald (he’s from Ireland, and we met in May) with emerald-cut diamonds on either side. Stunning! :)

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Thank you so very much to everyone who was here to share in the moment, and to all of our friends who couldn’t be here but have sent their well-wishes via Twitter, Facebook and email.

Most of all thank you to Paul, my wonderful, sweet, pain in the ass husband-to-be for making the moment so special. This has been so hard-earned for us, but so worth it. I love you.

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Now I Can Move On

They're like me!

They're like me!

Cross posted to PaulOFlaherty.com

I just got the call. My divorce is finally over!

It’s been two long years, involved moving from one country to another, changing everything in my life and a lot of trials and tribulations but it is finally over.

It’s less than an hour since I got the call that it is all done and it’s hard to describe what I’m feeling right now.

I’m overwhelmed.

I feel regret that it took so long to get done and that things were so difficult.

There is a massive sense of relief. It’s done. It’s like the elephant that has been sitting on my shoulders for the past two years has finally gone it’s own way.

There is happiness. I’m happy that it is all over. That I am now free to move on. That my now legally ex-wife has moved on with her life and that I won’t have to deal with legalities or the leech on ones soul that is waiting.

Above all I am overjoyed. I can now legally move on and be with Sara. We can push forward with our plans without waiting on courts or papers on my side.

Yes, above all I am overjoyed that everything is finally finished. Now I can build towards my future with Sara without the stress or uncertainties of waiting and not knowing if the courts would had me a decision today, tomorrow, next week or next month.

It’s done. I am happy. We can be happy.

Thank you to everyone who has stood by and shown their support while this has gone on. Friends, family, Sara, thank you! I love you all.

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