Alex moved to his new city, and our relationship became a long-distance one. We talked on the phone every day, we texted constantly, and we visited each
It was challenging, but we made it work. We were both committed to maintaining our connection, to keeping the spark alive. We cherished the time we spent together, making the most of every moment.
I missed him terribly when he was gone. I missed his presence, his touch, his laughter. But I knew that this was a necessary step in his career, and I was proud of him for pursuing his dreams.
He, in turn, missed my support, my comfort, and my grounding presence. He often told me that I was his anchor, the one thing that kept him steady amidst the turbulence of his life.
Support My Self
