I don't want to yell, tonight I want to cry!
I just got home from the cinema where I watched Sex and the City 2 by myself. First of all, the movie sucked. The only thing worth watching was what the women were wearing!
One of the trailers was for a movie called Going the Distance with Drew Barrymore and Justin Long. They are in a long distance relationship, and I actually started crying watching the trailer! Seeing them on skype and texting and calling and missing each other so much made me think, oh yeah, that's me too!
Then in the movie, the women were in Abu Dhabi, and at their hotel they had a butler. Carrie can't sleep late at night because of jet lag, so the butler makes her warm milk with cinnamon, “just as my wife likes it” so Carrie apologizes for keeping him working so late, and says to say sorry to his wife from her, but he explains that his wife is in India, and he is only in Abu Dhabi to work. He says he goes home to see her when he gets his break every three months “if I can afford the airfare”. Carrie says something about how horrible it must be to spend all that time apart, and the man replies “Time does not matter, because when we are together it is wonderful” Well, cue the waterworks, as I start to think about my husband in Nigeria, and how true that is.
I don't like going to movies alone anymore. I used to love it, but now after a year and a half visiting him and oh-so-many-movies together, it just doesn't feel the same.
We've already been apart for nearly 2 years...I am desperately hoping and praying that we're only apart for 1 more. Even the thought of that kills me. And if it's longer? Accra has 80% of cases done in 18 months. Sigh....
