No matter how long it takes, true love is always worth the wait.
My head is spinning. It’s almost three hours. Did he bring all his required documents? What if the immigration officer disapproved his papers? Why isn’t he answering his phone?
I stood up and looked around. A guy is waving to a woman holding a baby. A flight attendant is glancing at her watch. Tons of passengers are coming out of the arrival area. Where is he?
Then, I saw him — my fiancé has arrived! I sighed in relief and ran toward him. Suddenly, I tripped and fell on the floor. “Are you alright?” asked someone behind me. “I’m ok,” I said. Any other day, my face would have turned red, but not today.
“Abraham, I’m here!” I yelled as I moved closer to him. I have been waiting for this moment. I have endured three years of loneliness without him beside me. The phone calls and emails are not enough anymore. Finally, just a few more steps. — our long-distance relationship is coming to an end.
My fiancé – now husband arrived in New York last March 2017. I got inspired to start a blog documenting our life and travels. This is my first post, and I hope you can join us on our journey. Thanks for reading!