After yet another long week of work, including a quick overnight business trip in Seattle, I arrived home, turned on the televison and saw a commercial for this movie.
Talk about hitting home. I've been in a long distance relationship (a short survey of the diners at my client dinner last night concluded that it's become quite the norm), but what makes it especially hard is I'm dating a non-American. In all other respects this is great, I love it, but when it comes to both of us trying to settle down together in either the States or Italy, it becomes a point of strain. We've decided to settle here in the States, and we thought the fact that I live in the Silicon Valley would make finding a job for him as a Software Engineer easy (well, easier), but so far that's not the case. Since the H1-B visa route has been difficult to make happen, instead he's flown here a number of times and I've been to Italy to visit him as well, each time it's a sweet month of being together, but each time we are together we know in the end we'll break each others hearts when it comes time to say goodbye. Sadly, though international relationships are becoming more common, immigration laws haven't caught up.
We've discussed the marriage route, and though our relationship is heading in that direction, the idea of expediting our plans for the sake of a visa cheapens the idea of marriage to both of us. We both hold the idea of marriage sacred. Even while we looked into what is needed for a fiance visa and the whole process of getting to live in the same country, it takes away the romance of getting married.
While we are both tired of always missing each other, for the time being, we'll just have to continue being THAT couple at the airport, the one that holds each other until the last minute and mouthing "I love you" while waiting in the security line. We get the looks every time, mostly people smiling with amusement, love always makes people smile.
Talk about hitting home. I've been in a long distance relationship (a short survey of the diners at my client dinner last night concluded that it's become quite the norm), but what makes it especially hard is I'm dating a non-American. In all other respects this is great, I love it, but when it comes to both of us trying to settle down together in either the States or Italy, it becomes a point of strain. We've decided to settle here in the States, and we thought the fact that I live in the Silicon Valley would make finding a job for him as a Software Engineer easy (well, easier), but so far that's not the case. Since the H1-B visa route has been difficult to make happen, instead he's flown here a number of times and I've been to Italy to visit him as well, each time it's a sweet month of being together, but each time we are together we know in the end we'll break each others hearts when it comes time to say goodbye. Sadly, though international relationships are becoming more common, immigration laws haven't caught up.
We've discussed the marriage route, and though our relationship is heading in that direction, the idea of expediting our plans for the sake of a visa cheapens the idea of marriage to both of us. We both hold the idea of marriage sacred. Even while we looked into what is needed for a fiance visa and the whole process of getting to live in the same country, it takes away the romance of getting married.
While we are both tired of always missing each other, for the time being, we'll just have to continue being THAT couple at the airport, the one that holds each other until the last minute and mouthing "I love you" while waiting in the security line. We get the looks every time, mostly people smiling with amusement, love always makes people smile.
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