35 Days

Jeff and I were in a long distance relationship for two and half years. We were fortunate though. From November 2009 to June 2012 we were together every month but one. We packed our time together. Our visits went so fast, we had one rule: no one could talk about the pending doom of separation until the drive (or metro ride) to the airport. We didn’t want to waste our time wallowing in self-pity. This meant I sobbed down Hawthorne Boulevard more times than I can remember, and got plenty of stares on the Blue Line to Reagan, but it was worth it knowing that our time together wasn’t wasted holding back the inevitable.

We knew this summer was going to be a whirlwind, but July has disappeared. We left July 4th for two weeks on a service trip to Brazil with our students. Jeff left this Sunday for our very last trip to Forrest Home with our Middle Schoolers. In between we have started packing, applied for visas, spent too much time on the phone with the Department of Education and tried to wrap ours heads around all the small things that need to be cancelled or amended or postponed.

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Who thought it was a good idea to take a bunch of high schoolers to a foreign country 6 weeks before an international move? We did! And it was worth every second of my visa/passport anxiety.

But, I don’t want to spend the rest of our time in Ventura concerned about the transmission on a car that needs to just make it a few more weeks. In the next 35 days, we will be on a boat in Lake Arrowhead with our high school students, celebrating the 50th anniversary of our church, standing up at the wedding of a wonderful friend, cheering at the baptism of an incredible young woman, going to baseball games and synchronized swimming competitions, and eating large amounts of Mexican food with the people we love most.  This is going to be a long ride to the airport, but if a bi-costal relationship has taught me anything it is that you can pack a lot of joy into whatever time you have.

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