After 5 years of living apart and dealing with a long-distance relationship, this situation is finally drawing to a close.
Here's what I've found. Although we've both gotten better at handling the distance, it hasn't gotten easier. If anything, this year has been much harder. With all the practice we've had, routines still never get established, there's always a dis/re-connect, there's always more financial burden, more food that spoils, more gasoline that's used, more nights and days alone, less ability to feel like you're a twosome facing the world together--when practically speaking, we are often simply each just one, trying to do the things that couples regularly get to do, but we have to do them apart.
This means birthdays, anniversaries, doctor's appointments, home repairs, yard maintenance, cooking, illness, dog walks, celebrations--most often happen individually and in isolation.
I'm so excited that we may, within just a handful more months, actually live together! In ONE place: together. There will be inevitable moving issues--doesn't matter how positive a step it is, even good stress is still stress. It's really blistered us in particular this year. If ever I doubted the role stress can play in overall health, this year has completely affirmed how significant a threat it is.
I'm already prepping for the 'good' stress that will be come in hand with the happy, and complicated, times ahead. That both of us will experience. We are pretty good communicators if in no small part due to the nature of our relationship--and how careful one has to be in these situations to stay together emotionally, and to keep feeling like a team. I am fully committed to Team KB.