Today it’s three years since the boyfriend and I met for the first time. I’m saying “anniversary” though, since we haven’t officially been a couple all that time, even if we were for all intents and purposes. The distance between us made us both wary though, and so we didn’t put a label on it until more recently.
As it currently stands, we’re both waiting for me to be able to move to the UK to be with him. The plan is for that to happen somewhere around next summer. There’s a lot that needs to be sorted before then, so it’s probably a good thing that we have plenty of time still!
Living in different countries is not something I recommend. It gets frustrating very fast.
Anyway, today still marks three years – and I look forward to many more.