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	<title>Davao Wordpresser &#187; long distance relationship</title>
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		<title>Longing</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 06 Jan 2009 08:43:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Often times, I find myself staring at the clear blue sky &#8211; silent.
This must be how it is to be away from the one you love.
Eight years of being together is not easy to change. We have been sharing our lives that long. Although we have not gotten married yet, being together for us was [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Often times, I find myself staring at the clear blue sky &#8211; silent.</p>
<p>This must be how it is to be away from the one you love.</p>
<p>Eight years of being together is not easy to change. We have been sharing our lives that long. Although we have not gotten married yet, being together for us was more than a habit. It was the lifestyle that we virtually grew into.</p>
<p>I did not have much cliques and so did she because we were usually with each other. I didn&#8217;t mind though having to spend most of my hours with her. For sure, we do go out with common friends and mutual close friends. We even had times where we would be apart for a few weeks because of work or long family trips and vacations. Still, it is not easy to just ignore the sadness.</p>
<p>It was a few months back when we planned for ourselves. She wanted to experience working abroad and I wanted to have a management job. We both got what we want, yes. But then, you don&#8217;t get everything that you want all at once.</p>
<p>It might be difficult to explain. Many couples have experienced an ample amount of times being away from each other. Well, each have their own coping skills. I guess we are still working on ours.</p>
<p>Right now, new opportunities are coming for each of us. It might be difficult to get used to but we know, the day will come when we will be together again&#8230; some sweet day&#8230;</p>
<p>I just keep holding on to my prayer for her to be safe and happy always. It is this time that we find our refuge to the God that we know and we believe in. He will never leave us, never forsake us.</p>
<p>Take care always my switee&#8230;</p>
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		<title>The Day She Left</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 29 Nov 2008 17:08:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Well, the day has finally come. It has been a few weeks now that her flight has been delayed due to some requirements the agency failed to account. Oh well, I guess it was a blessing in disguise. I was able to spend more time with her.
I didn&#8217;t realize how sad it is until the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Well, the day has finally come. It has been a few weeks now that her flight has been delayed due to some requirements the agency failed to account. Oh well, I guess it was a blessing in disguise. I was able to spend more time with her.</p>
<p>I didn&#8217;t realize how sad it is until the day finally came. Most of the time, I was going on with my daily routine. Although this has always been what she wanted &#8211; to live and work abroad, getting the real deal is always overwhelming.</p>
<p>I have tried a few months living with her far away from me. But at that time, she was just an hour of plane ride away. We frequently communicate as well so that was less of a challenge than what it would be now.</p>
<p>It is always fun to have your best friend around. Yes, she is my best friend &#8211; her being my girlfriend is just secondary. I don&#8217;t know why but for me, friendship has always been what bonds us even during the times when you don&#8217;t feel romantic. It sticks out everytime we have misunderstandings. It makes everyday that we are together much more fun and exciting.</p>
<p>Well, today might be one of the saddest days I have but I am more hopeful than not. I know this is something that God gave to her. It may be difficult for her, me or her family but she will reap whatever learning she will have from this experience.</p>
<p>Someday, we will see each other again. For now, I will keep her safe in my heart, until the day comes&#8230;</p>
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		<title>I Send You My Butterfly Kisses</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 10 Nov 2008 02:32:16 +0000</pubDate>
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Another day has begun.
I woke up with a daze in my head, trying to wake from a tiring weekend. My girlfriend is staying over my place for a week. She just received her visa for Canada and will be leaving in less than a week.
Oh well. It is sad. No matter how I try [...]]]></description>
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<p>Another day has begun.</p>
<p>I woke up with a daze in my head, trying to wake from a tiring weekend. My girlfriend is staying over my place for a week. She just received her visa for Canada and will be leaving in less than a week.</p>
<p>Oh well. It is sad. No matter how I try to make sense of things, I can&#8217;t deny that I still feel sad now that she is finally leaving for a new job in another country, miles and miles away. The place is cold and the culture is way much far from ours.</p>
<p>It&#8217;s a mix of emotions. As much as I want her to stay, this has been her dream since college. Yes, we discuss these things, especially in college when we were making plans for a career and stuff. This should be the time when she&#8217;ll reach for things that she wants herself. She is strong in a way that she always find ways to get what she wants.</p>
<p>It&#8217;s comforting though that she has cousins in Canada. Although they are more than an hour of plane ride away, at least she gets to spend her Christmas with her extended family and friends. I just don&#8217;t want her to be always lonely wherever she will be.</p>
<p>Sometimes though, as I am trying to live a new life myself, I sometimes fail to be there for her. She has always been her jolliest, most adorable self and sometimes I can&#8217;t even give her back a smile or a joke to make her laugh. I don&#8217;t want to immerse myself in so much grief just because of the everyday stress of a new job and a new place. But sometimes, a person simply forgets the essentials of life throughout a day&#8217;s struggle for survival.</p>
<p>She will be dealing with more difficult situations where she is going and I will be the stupidest jerk if I won&#8217;t be there for her in this exciting yet uncertain time of her life. For sure she will have crying times, sad times, even maybe depressing times. I hope I will be there always, as much as I can.</p>
<p>There is so much to discover in this life. And she is out to get it. I wish all the best the world could give. I send her my prayers because I know, in the saddest moments of this new chapter in her life, God would always be her comfort and peace.</p>
<p>There might be rains at times but you don&#8217;t get to see a rainbow without it. There might be storms coming but with it comes strengthening and healing. May you never forget to look up to God for comfort and as well, thanksgiving in all that He has given you.</p>
<p>To you my dear, I send my butterfly kisses.</p>
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