Danny has been my main source of joy and support since we met four years ago in college. I have relied on for so much in those four years. He always handles everything with grace and gives really really good advice (he also writes really good insta captions and makes really funny Facebook events). I can always count on him to be reasonable when I'm freaking out. Danny is this kindest person I know. He doesn't just comfort me, but he is always texting friends and checking up on them, and whenever people are moving he is always the first to offer to help out. He always cooks the meat for me when we cook together because he knows I hate cooking it. He also would always wash the dishes so I didn't have to. He shows how caring he is in a million different ways, some small (letting me fall asleep on him literally every time we watch TV) and some really big (like coming to visit me before I left and doing every dumb activity I could think of with me).
Danny has truly been one of my biggest supporters. When I first didn’t get in to the Peace Corps, he encouraged me to keep trying if it was something I really wanted to do. He had no doubts that I would get in the second time I applied when I doubted myself every second. When things have been tough here my first call is always to Danny because I know that he will be there to listen and give advice. Last year during Americorps when I was too tired and stressed do anything but sleep after work, Danny was there for me. When I was sick for the 1,000 time because working in a school wreaks havoc on your immune system, Danny was there with soup. Senior year he was my number one supporter as I struggled to finish two capstones and was always willing to help me edit my papers. I could write pages and pages of all the ways that Danny has supported me and helped me through the years, so it's just safe to assume anything I’ve achieved in the past four years is at least partially, if not entirely,
Long distance has been really hard because I miss being away from him so much. It’s hard to watch Turkish soap operas when I’d much rather be cuddling and watching Brooklyn nine-nine. It’s hard to wake up and not be able to talk to Danny first thing in the morning. It’s always hard when something funny happens and I want to tell him immediately but he’s not there. But even through all the hard stuff, Danny has been there for me and has not wavered in his support. I’ve called him crying so many times, and he’s always reassured me that things will get better, I’ll be able to adjust, and that it’s all going to be okay. Talking to him has gotten me through my toughest days here. Even from almost 5,000 miles away he manages to make me smile. He makes me so happy and my life is a million times better because he is in it. I’m counting down the days (read: seconds) til we see each other again, but it makes me feel better that this is the longest time we’ll be apart, and that next time we see each other we’ll be in Greece! How cool is that?
All of this is just to say that Danny is the best person I know and I love him so much and I’m beyond appreciative of him. I am so grateful to be his girlfriend and his friend. There is so much more I can say but I'm not always the best at expressing myself. Maybe I’m being a bit much, but I really really miss him and I just want everyone to know how amazing he is. Stay tuned for next time when I talk about my new site! Spoiler alert: it is a village.
