Umair and I have officially passed the one-year mark of marriage. And I can gloriously say I fall in love with him more and more each day.
Here is a little tip nobody shares with you
Being physically apart separate in countries for relationships is hard. Umair and I have oceans too. What they also don’t tell you is that it can absolutely define what love is and can become. Time and our long-distance love story has taught me patience and endurance and so much more about love. I’m a long-distance runner and swimmer, so I know about holding out for that final push. I thought I also had patience nailed because, in that long run and swim, you have only one place to go, and that’s inside your own head.
Every day, I face that. Everyday I learn new ways I adore my husband. New ways I treasure our love and his heart!
Longing and loving and wanting to touch my husband so badly.
I want to curl up in his arms and delightfully snore. Umair has a video of me sleeping; actually, he has made two of them. One shows more of my face and body than I am allowed to share; the other, I fell asleep while we were on a video call, and he stayed with me, trying to wake me up.
Love isn’t a deep enough expression or explanation.
I cherish my husband, Umair
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For anyone keeping track like me that’s also 83,980,800 seconds, 1,399,680 minutes and 23,328 hours. So NVC can get off the stick and schedule our interview already I miss my husband!
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