Whats the hardest part

[SCFsnoopy 0]

For me the hardest part or I should say the most difficult.. is saying godbye at the airport as one of us walks through security and the other does not. For me being apart can be difficult but saying goodbye blows it away... the rest of the process is just that a process. There are plenty of guides to read and support to help through the process... nobody to help you say goodbye...

I couldn't agree more. We have been apart since last September with the exception of his brief trip to Australia in March, so we are used to that by now - but saying goodbye never gets any easier. My heart breaks every single time.

The hardest part for me has been the criticism from people who simply don't understand our situation. His grandfather telling him "you should just find a nice American girl." Family friends here who tell me he should have moved to Australia instead, and suggesting that he's not committed because he didn't choose to do that (we decided, together, that I should move to the States because I have less attachments to Australia than he does in the US, and I already have friends over there from my J-1 year). Outsiders who hear our situation and decide it's their duty to tell me that it won't work, it can't work, long distance relationships are impossible and it will all fall apart once I live with him (clearly they don't know we have already lived together and we are just dandy doing so).

Conversely, the easiest part has been the knowledge that this is the right choice for us, the conviction that we are meant to be together and that the waiting and expenses are well and truly worth it.

[D&R 0]

For me the hardest part or I should say the most difficult.. is saying godbye at the airport as one of us walks through security and the other does not. For me being apart can be difficult but saying goodbye blows it away... the rest of the process is just that a process. There are plenty of guides to read and support to help through the process... nobody to help you say goodbye...

I couldn't agree more. We have been apart since last September with the exception of his brief trip to Australia in March, so we are used to that by now - but saying goodbye never gets any easier. My heart breaks every single time.

The hardest part for me has been the criticism from people who simply don't understand our situation. His grandfather telling him "you should just find a nice American girl." Family friends here who tell me he should have moved to Australia instead, and suggesting that he's not committed because he didn't choose to do that (we decided, together, that I should move to the States because I have less attachments to Australia than he does in the US, and I already have friends over there from my J-1 year). Outsiders who hear our situation and decide it's their duty to tell me that it won't work, it can't work, long distance relationships are impossible and it will all fall apart once I live with him (clearly they don't know we have already lived together and we are just dandy doing so).

Conversely, the easiest part has been the knowledge that this is the right choice for us, the conviction that we are meant to be together and that the waiting and expenses are well and truly worth it.

Alot of what you said rings true with me too. I hate it when people say "why don't you find someone local?". By that logic, we should all be dating our next door neighbours!! Falling for someone isn't something you do out of choice... it just happens, and who it happens with is totally out of our control.