You know, as much as I loved every minute of the past week that Matt and I spent together, it almost makes it harder to go back to Sunnyvale. I flew back to San Francisco on Saturday night and went to dinner with my friend Nicole (at the Homeroom....trust me, I will post about this later because it is bomb diggity). Anyways, I had a great day with Matt and a great dinner with Nicole. Yet when I got home that night, and crawled into bed, I couldn't stop myself from crying for a good 20 minutes. I called Matt (and I know I brought down his mood too) and I just sat on the phone with him while tears poured down my face. As great as our relationship has been lately, I still have those nights when it is just really hard to 500 miles apart. It's not like something awful triggered this episode (it would be better that way), it just happened. And I know I sound like such a sob story right now, but this is our blog and it's better if we don't pretend things are perfect and dandy and great all the time. We both know how hard it is, but we chose this, and at the end of the day, we work really hard at making this work. I'm not really sure what my point is, I guess one of them is to thank Matt for being in this with me (through thick and thin). I guess another one is that even on bad days like this, I know he is there for me and he is feeling the same way. But we all have bad days and we all make it through. I am just lucky enough to always have him (even if it's just on the phone or through skype).
I know there are other people out there trying to make long distance relationships work. Honestly, it really makes you value the little things and the time you have together. So kudos to all of you out there doing the same thing as us (but no kudos to that movie, Going the Distance, because that movie sucked). My advice: it's okay to cry sometimes just because you're sad. You might have a headache later, but I think it's worth it sometimes.