Maybe you wonder why I haven’t talked much about Long Distance Marriage (LDM) and maybe you even expect LDM Survival Tips & Trick. At first, I just didn’t want to spread gloominess because unlike broken heart, distance is not something to heal but something to deal with. Writing is therapeutic and I just don’t like the idea of being in therapy, as if I suffer or something like that. I admit it that some nights, I cried because it would be easier if A was there but I was okay again in the morning, went to work and talked with friends. A calls me regularly and it always works. So yeah, it isn’t easy but it’s okay :)
A turned 31 yesterday. Yesteryear I flew from Balikpapan to Jakarta without telling him and knocked his door around 10-11 PM or so (accompanied by my parents outside, a honored spoiled lady I was). The thing is: Egham’s out of my special-surprise-flight radius and apparently out of online-cake-delivery range so I just purchased something from Freya Art, an online handmade gift shop in London and got it sent to Egham. The owner was so kind that she wrote a birthday note on the card :)
Well, actually, he sent me cake with “I miss u, Puti” written on it. I was on training and tried my very best not to cry :’) I bought candles and waited until A got back from univ. We then made little celebration via Skype and blew the candle together. Cute and heartbreaking, wasn’t it?
So, happy birthday again, A :) Keep rockin’!