I was in Vancouver for an AC/DC concert. She was in Vancouver searching for actors from the movie Twilight.
I was from Kamloops. She was from Seattle.
We were staying at the same hotel and had a chance meeting in the hot tub for a brief 15 minutes. We chatted and soon split ways.
I thought I should have asked her to hang out, and I was kicking myself all night.
Luckily, I bumped into Meralee again before she left and asked to connect on Facebook.
Every day and night I checked and checked, and for a long ten days there were no updates.
Finally, she accepted and I was very happy.
We chatted until all hours of the night and eventually she asked me to call her. I was so nervous, but I called and soon we were talking regularly on the phone.
In October 2009, we met in Bellingham.
I kissed her for two minutes straight and we held each other.
It took two and half years, a lot of driving back and forth, and 30 trips between the both the two of us.
I'm a Native American, and the USA acknowledges the Jay Treaty – meaning I can live, work and go to school there – so soon I was staying for weeks at a time.
Now it's 2013. We live together here in Seattle and have a child together.
To make long distance love work, you need amiable sacrifices by both parties, and ultimately one has to make the ultimate sacrifice and move.
You need communication, forgiving bosses, and a reliable vehicle.
I fell in love with someone on the other side of a border, and I want people going through the same thing know it can work out.
-- Kenny Joe