When we first met, Brian confided in me that he would be traveling for fourth year rotations. At the time, he really believed that I would be deterred by the possibility of some intermittent distance between us. If you know me, you know that didn’t change anything. It would never change anything. Because when you love someone, it doesn’t matter how far the distance – you go. Because when they leave, a piece of your heart goes with them.  That is why, within the past twelve months, I have visited Brian in every state to which his schooling has taken him. Well, except Oklahoma. (See post on Sweet’N Lowpresentation:http://wp.me/p5ihIy-1x) Nevertheless, a lot of good has come from these, oftentimes, six hour drives. They have provided me with hours of opportunity to sharpen my karaoke skills; the opportunity to observe hidden landscapes which I otherwise may never have seen; the opportunity to hit the road with a purpose. My intent is for this post to illustrate not only my journey through state lines, but to serve as a forum for us to journey through memory lane. From driving past farmland to Ohio to, well, driving past farmland to Virginia, the miles I have accumulated on my car are testament to the memories that we have created along the way, to the distance that once separated us and, yet, has brought us closer together.

“For five minutes with you, I’d drive for a week.”

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