Look at me writing another post sooner than I did last time! Yes I realize how strange the title is, but if you knew me (or if you keep reading this blog) you’d totally understand the weirdness and possibly learn to love it.
Obviously, I’m gonna tell you about my best friend…other than my husband and my brother. We’ve only been friends for almost 3 years and it has been amazing, if I do say so myself (and I do).
A little bit of backstory for you, in the 2011-2012 school year we both attended what is possibly the smallest university I’ve ever seen and lived in the same dorm building, heck her room was right next to my high school best friend’s room! But we didn’t meet until December of 2011, the 8th to be exact. I had originally gone to her room to study with her roommate (my lab partner) for a final we had the next day. It was a Thursday night (anyone who went to college knows what happens on Thursdays) and my lab partner was one of those worrisome mom types, meaning she had to make sure everyone was alright when they got back from parties and what not. Well, she pretty much left me in her room with her roommate (whom I’d never met before in my life). I had debated going back to my dorm to study done I already knew what was going on on the final and didn’t need to study (I had an A in class), but then we started talking about weddings and Pinterest and that’s where it all began.
That night we watched movies I’d never seen and spent until the morning talking, laughing, and finding out how much we were alike. The winter semester ended the next week but we continued talking over break and the next semester we were practically inseparable. We had three classes together, ate all of our meals together, and hung out as much as possible.
After the year ended, neither of us went back to that college. She was three hours away from home, so she went to a college closer to her house and I never went back to college. We still found time to get together and I even went on vacation with her family last year. She is an honorary aunt to my son and the person I text when I just need to rant or get a silly idea out of my head.
Last month, she moved to South Carolina and she told me today that she’s feeling super homesick so I wrote this post to let her know this:
You are an amazing, beautiful, gracious person. You deserve to be happy and live your life whether it be here, there, or in Paris. I’m not saying it’ll be easy all the time but it does get easier. At one point, you’ll probably even feel like you don’t ever want to come home because you love where you are and that’s okay! Just know I love you best friend and I miss you everyday.
Love, me 🙂