How hard could it be having a long distance marriage?
I thought it was easy but it isn’t. Everyday, when I wake up in the morning, I think about my husband who is supposed to wake up next to me. I missed the mornings we spent before he went back to Jakarta, we kissed and hugged and said “good morning, sayang” into each other’s ears.
Now we must hold ourselves back.
I am counting down to the day I finally can move to Jakarta, following him. Home now is where my husband is and I have to wait for 4 weeks to go to be able to go home.
Lam is such an amazing and loving husband. I’m so thankful having him as my life partner. I know he’s not perfect but he’s trying to be one.
He has found a rented house for us to live in Jakarta. At the moment, he’s moving in and starting to clean up every corner of the room. He has told me his plans how to manage the house so we can live there comfortably. He always says, “Be patient, we will try to furnish the house one by one. I can’t do it at once”,
I hope everything is going well for us. Bless us God.