A Letter To My BFF Who Moved Away

A Letter To My BFF Who Moved Away

This letter is partly a thank you note and partly wanting to express how much I miss you.
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High school friends come and go, but sometimes there comes the rare one that stays with you forever, not literally, but in your heart. This letter is partly a thank you note and partly wanting to express how I miss you.

When I moved to your school, I wasn't expecting to find friends or let alone a life-long friendship. You scooped me up and took me in as your own and made me feel like I had known you and your friends for years. I knew instantly that we were gonna have a blossoming friendship throughout high school, and hopefully beyond. With that being said, I want to tell you thank you.

Thank you for being the person there when you knew I had no one. Thank you for coming over just to cheer me up or because you needed cheering up. Thank you for the countless Wal-Mart sandwich adventures we endured.

Thank you for the times we stayed up all night making up dumb stories, listening to crazy music, and watching cringe-worthy videos. Mostly I want to thank you for showing me unconditional love and support and for being there for me when you didn't have to be.

When you told me you were moving to Canada, my heart broke a little. I wasn't ready to give up quality best friend time, but I knew it was what you needed and wanted to do. I will forever be grateful that you found something and someone to make you happy and encourage you to broaden your horizons.

I want to say I am proud of you for how much you've grown since we met back in our sophomore year of high school. You've come so far and matured so much it's almost insane.

Even though you're 2,500+ miles away, even though we don't talk every day like we used to, you're still my very best friend and I am still your number one supporter.

I live for when you come back to visit, and I hope one day I can come experience a glimpse of your new life. I am incredibly proud of you and all of your accomplishments and I wish you the absolute best when it comes to life.

You will forever be my very best friend, no matter how much distance is between us. I miss you, I love you, and I'm glad to see you living your best life even if it's in Canada.

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An Open Letter To The Friend Who Became My Sister

Love is thicker than blood.
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Sis,

There are friends. Then, there are best friends.

According to "Grey’s Anatomy’s" Meredith Grey and Cristina Yang, they're your person. The one who, “if I murdered someone, I’d call you to help me drag the corpse across the living room floor.” You’re so much more to me than any of those titles can express.

As I’ve matured throughout the years, I’ve come to the conclusion that good friends with good hearts serve an incredibly important purpose in our lives, going above and beyond what we give them credit and appreciation for.

The family we choose. You’re one of those.

The day we met, I knew that you were going to play an important role in my life. What I had no idea of was that you would join the cast of my life with a starring role.

First, I need to say thank you. Thank you for always coming to my locker to check in before class during high school. Thank you for letting me control the music on road trips. Thank you for sharing your family with me, and addressing my family as if you were born into it.

Thank you for patiently listening to the physical embodiment of a broken record when I complain about the same boy I’ve loved since senior year. Thank you for tagging along on every doctor’s appointment, grocery run, and trip to the post office, just because you know that I hate doing things alone.

Thank you for not thinking twice before dialing when I text you “please call me.” Thank you for never saying no to a coffee date. Thank you for never giving up on me. Thank you for being my better half.

We don't share the same genetic makeup, but after all the sleepovers, heart-to-heart conversations, shopping until our bank accounts cry, and swapping clothes so often that we don’t know what belongs to whom, how could I not consider you family? We have shared some my fondest memories together, and I wouldn’t want them to feature anyone but you.

You’ve been with me on my best days, and loved me on my worst. You know how to make me laugh when all I want to do is crawl into a hole and die.

Picturing sitting in my car with you in the passenger seat makes me long for summer, where we spend three months together doing all of our favorite things. You’ve seen me naked, done my makeup, and warned me before making a poor decision. Being away from you for extended periods of time makes me feel incomplete.

You are a piece of me that I am not quite whole without. You taught me that blood doesn’t make a family; love does.

You know me better than I know myself, which is both amazing and terrifying. You make me realize I’m enough for this world, and that means more to me than I know how to express in the limited words that make up the English language.

You remind me that I am more than my mistakes, and you keep me grounded when I spiral out of control. You’ve helped me carry my burdens along with your own, even when the universe comes down on you full force, way harder than you deserve.

You’re the one I come to for the truth if I think my new dress makes me look fat, and I know you’ll be honest. I trust you with my whole heart. You know the gory details about every boy I’ve ever crushed on, every professor who was an absolute jerk, and every fight I’ve had with my mom.

I wouldn’t make it in this life without someone who already understands and listens to every thought going through my head and each thing I seriously over think, even when you know, though you don’t say, it won’t matter in a week.

With all these affectionate things being said, don’t forget our fights. The few we’ve had were very real. We still don’t see eye to eye on some events of the past, but I never told my mom about it because there was no need to make her choose a side between me and her “second daughter.

We have learned to move forward, because the love we have for each other overwhelmingly outweighs any disagreement we’ve had, and always will.

Through all the tears and laughs, I don’t think that anything the world has to offer could seriously come between us. You go to a different school than me now, and college has rudely gotten in the way of our routine of spending every waking moment together.

Since we met, we’ve grown separately without growing apart. Neither of us are the same person we used to be all those years ago. Even so, we’ve pushed each other to our limits and you’ve given me the courage to keep going and do things that make me happy.

We lean on each other when it’s been a bad day and all we want to do is to snuggle and indulge in whichever show the other is currently watching unceasingly and unabashedly for comfort (it’s the little things). Having you as my co-pilot on this crazy ride called life has been frustrating, exciting, slightly concerning, absolutely insane, and something I don’t know how I would live without, and I don’t intend to find out.

I’ll conclude this letter with a quote from every basic, white girl’s favorite musical, “I don’t know if I’ve been changed for the better, but because I knew you, I have been changed for good.”

Love you forever,

Your sis

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Goodbyes Never Get Easier While Living Abroad

How could saying goodbye ever become normal?
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We've all had to say goodbye at one point or another in our lives. It's a natural occurrence that will most likely happen to you more than once.

There's very little that can be done about it besides go through with it.

When I was 16 I stepped on a plane that would take me far away from the only life I had ever known. That day, which I still clearly remember in my head, marked the beginning of so many goodbyes that I've had to say. Now that I am almost 25, I still haven't gotten used to saying goodbye anymore than I did all these years ago.

I get this uneasy feeling in my stomach as the day that I have to yet say goodbye again is approaching. I know that it is just part of my life but the sadness that overcomes me doesn't get any less. I wish that there was something that I could do so it wouldn't have to be like this, even though I know there is nothing I can do about it.

In the beginning, I just couldn't wrap my head around why I had to say goodbye so often. But living abroad leaves you very little choice besides accepting the fact that from now on saying goodbye will be part of your life. That doesn't mean that it will get any easier, it just means that it will be part of you and something that you just have to do.

Airports became my second home and it's most likely the only place in the world for me that holds joy and sadness so close together. Because when I am at the airport I will have to say goodbye to someone but I also know that once I get off that plane there will be someone waiting for me with open arms and a big fat smile that says hello. Even if sometimes only a few short weeks later I am right back at the airport saying yet another tear-filled goodbye. But even then there is someone else waiting at the other airport for me.

It's the cycle of my life and I need to embrace it.

While saying goodbye might never get any easier for me and my emotions will always get the best of me on these days, I have learned one thing. That despite all the pain it might bring, I am incredibly lucky. It's been more than 5 years that I have lived in my own country but yet I still have so many people back there that make saying goodbye so hard.

No matter where I go in this world, I am always sure of one thing. The love that these people have for me knows no boundaries and I will always have a place to go back to.

Every goodbye that I say will bring me closer to the next hello.

And for that, I will be forever grateful!

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