You know, it absolutely amazes me how Tyler and I have gone from growing up nearly 15,000 kilometres away, in completely different lifestyles, to us being together and in a relationship. When I first met him, I was simply seeking a pen pal so I could learn about other places, but he turned into a person who I consider to be my best friend now. Over the past six years, we’ve shared so much more than just a cultural exchange; we shared jokes, laughs, sadness, happiness, and when I visited him in 2014, love. We knew from the start that us falling in love was crazy, especially since this was our first time meeting in person, but it just always felt right. From there, I went back to the US, and we were apart for nine long months. In that time, Tyler was such a doll and would work around my schedule, and I his, (plus the 14-16 hour time difference) to always make me feel loved, appreciated, and like we could make this work. Everyday we’d wake up early, or stay up late just to get the chance to FaceTime, spend huge amounts on shipping so we could send one another little gifts/letters (mainly mix CDs), and we both shed many tears because it was truly unbearable to be apart. When he finally got to visit last year, I was ecstatic. If you knew anything about that visit, you knew how crazy excited I was, and you probably heard me always counting down how many days left until he was with me. When I caught glimpse of him at the airport (literally just a glimpse, as I kind of ran directly into his arms), I knew from that moment that I never wanted to be apart from him ever again. We spent that visit putting his return ticket far out of sight and out of mind, because we just wanted to be able to enjoy one another, and be able to enjoy everything that others take advantage of. Together, we visited 26 states, listened to countless mix tapes together, and saw a total of sixty nine bands in concert. Exactly one year ago today, Tyler was heading back home to Adelaide, Australia. Driving to the airport to drop him off was the most heartbreaking thing I’ve ever had to do. We had so many ‘one more kiss then I must go’ kisses, and then when he disappeared into the security line, I lost it. I became so upset that I cried the entire 3 hour drive home from Dallas/Fortworth to Oklahoma City. Today, Tyler and I were reminiscing on July 5th, 2015, and remembering how sad we felt, and how proud we are of where we are today - living together in Australia. Tyler decided to change July 5th to where we no longer feel sad about being apart on that day, because now we will never have to do the distance again. After talking about that day, Tyler got down on one knee, and said the words, “Brittany, will you marry me?” Oh, and Smokie had a little something to do with it too. Pictured: The note that ‘Smokie’ wrote to me asking for me to be his mother, a mix CD of love songs that Tyler created for me, and the ring that Tyler gave to me - his lovely, late mother’s engagement ring.
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