Kim's acting like she just tripped over and stubbed her toe, not a massive car accident that has left her with broken bones and bruises over the majority of her body.It was awful seeing her lying in the hospital bed, but what was worse was waiting to find out if she was going to be ok and I knew then, that I couldn't stay away from her anymore.I'll work it out somehow, I have no idea how, but I'll find a way. After dropping my brother's at home, I head back via the shop to pick up chocolates and flowers, because even though I keep thinking about Simon pinning his wife to the front of his car, Kim likes flowers and I want her to be happy.She found the story funny too, like I knew she would.Now w

Only thirty-seven days left until I see her again! I wake up and the notification is there on my phone, counting down the days until she's back and I can't wait.Logically I know it's already been a week and the rest of the month will fly by, but every day is the same - monotonous, devoid of the excitement I never knew I missed until she crashed into my life and then took herself away and it feels like she's already been gone for a lifetime.We've spoken every day, at seven o'clock on the dot and she sounds like she's having a wonderful time. She's in Spain and so far, she's hiked a volcano, visited a vineyard and toured some historical buildings, writing about it in detail online, complete with beautiful grinning photos of her at each location and I'm taking in every detail of each blog as th

  Today's the day Kim comes back and I couldn't be more excited!  We spoke for hours last night while she packed and I don't want her to miss out on her dreams but the selfish part of me is incredibly relieved that she sounds happy to be coming home too.  Is it wrong to hope she'll come back more often? Or that maybe she'll travel for a year before wanting to stay with me? Yes, I'm selfish and horrible, but I can't help how I feel. I want to be with her and I can't see that changing. Anyway, her flight is meant to come in at midday and her parents invited me over for a little welcome home meal this evening. I can't deny I'm nervous too. What if she found the separation and long distance thing just

We travelled for three years in the end and it was amazing. I'll forever be grateful to my brother's and Maggie for pushing me to come. Kim did her vlogging and articles and was quickly picked up by a travel website who paid her to write for them. It wasn't a lot, but it was her first paid writing job and she was so excited that it didn't matter that she was earning less than she did at the bar we were working at at the time and in the long run, it allowed her to figure out what she loved doing, which is why she's now a journalist for a well known newspaper as well as continuing to document her activities and review places online on her own personal website. She's actually become so popular that we get a lot of free things: meals, nights out, activities etc… in the hope she'll write a positive review of their business. I also figured out what I wanted to do while we were abroad and no, it wasn't a farmer, although I must admit, those six months in Australia working on cattle ranches