One of the hardest part of a long distance relationship is the fact that you are not physically there for each other. And when you have a kid, it just gets tougher.

The first time my husband left for his job, I didn’t know how I was going to handle the situation. First and foremost, out of almost 9 years of being together (abroad), that was the first time that we had to make a decision – stay apart for a while just because…

Just because… we have to. For betterment. A test of love. In short, a much more better future for our young family. I know it was a wrong move. We should’ve done it long before our daughter was born. But no! We were so addicted to each other that we didn’t even think of the future. It could’ve been easier – for our daughter.

The left he left was the day she began asking. She was 22 months to be exact. But she knew what was going on. She’s close to her father. Though she clings to me when she’s not well, it’s still obvious that she’s a certified daddy’s girl. We lived in a sharing accommodation provided by the company where we both worked for the last 8 years. Our bed was good enough for a couple. There was no extra room for her bed. But we had enough comforters for my husband to sleep on, right on the floor just next to the bed…. Yes, we thought of buying but why would we do that? We were provided by everything. It’s just a matter of sacrifice. Not for long.

That has been our set-up since our daughter turned 1. Derelle, our daughter got used to seeing her father every single morning sleeping on the floor next to our bed. Until…

To be continued….

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