My husband works nearly within view of where we live. He’s home for lunch almost every day. We have yet to spend a night of married life separated farther than him being on the tractor in the field and me in bed.
I’m spoiled. Really spoiled.
And I know it. Because the first ten years of our friendship were spent separated by many hundred miles.
With Elisabeth Elliot I like to say:
If there’s one thing that no woman on this earth can out-do me in, it’s appreciation.
Nothing like having known separation to appreciate being together.
Which is why we just laugh when our siblings and friends complain about their long-distance relationships. We know it was worth it. Even if we didn’t always remember that when we were apart.