Shortly after we decided on Minnesota, we started thinking about what our relationship might look like in the future. Although due to the distance we still relied heavily on our phones to communicate, weekend visits were an option that pushed us to start long-distance meetings. After five months of long-distance dating that consisted of phone calls, texts, and FaceTime, he picked me up at the Minneapolis airport. Our first meeting was full of giddy excitement, it had been over a year since we last saw each other in person. As I descended the frustratingly slow escalator, I could barely contain my joy. He stood there, beaming, at the back waiting for me just past the security guard. We were met with a long-awaited hug that was abruptly ended when the guard sternly advised us to keep moving. From there it was like we were best friends forever, even though I wasn't good friends with him while we were working at camp, the time spent communicating long distance allowed us to quickly feel comfortable together. A year and a half later I am back home in California for the summer while he works from home in Wisconsin and our mobile devices have allowed our relationship to continue, I am so grateful for what we have been able to accomplish despite the distance with the help of our cell phone