I was 30, a British-South African expat living her best life in Zurich, when I was unexpectedly and entirely swept off my feet by a Swedish knight in shining armour. The day we met, I knew deep in my bones that my life was about to change forever. We spent an hourslong brunch together, followed by strolling the city with mutual friends he was visiting for the weekend from London.
Moving from Vancouver to Birmingham seemed economically wise, as rent and living expenses were significantly lower at first, making it appear that we could save money.
Being five hours away from my boyfriend is difficult, but we have a lot of things we do to make it work. For example, we always say 'good morning' and 'good night' - this may not seem important, but being able to start and end our day with the thought of each other helps us remember that we always have one another.