Dear Best Friend,
A year ago we were nothing more than politely acquainted. We were the kind of strangers in highschool that had mutual friends and hung out a couple times after events we both ended up at. Our friendship wasn't anything major, and barely even qualified as friendship, it was the kind where we just waved hello to each other in the halls. When we found out we were both attending the same college in the fall, I asked you to room with me, and you declined on behalf of already having agreed to room with someone else. So I decided I was just excited to have someone I already knew to maybe hang out with a few times... or maybe not.
Fast forward to today: I texted you as soon as I woke up this morning to fill you in on strange things that happened at work last night, and you promised to come see me at work tomorrow night after you move back to town.
Obviously, quite a bit has changed since we graduated, so here are a few things that I don't think ever will.
I am so grateful for you. Thank you for all the sleepovers, before we lived together and after. Thank you for always being down for food, letting me wake you up when I got in from work, and always coming to my band events. Thank you for dealing with all of my sorority jokes, visiting my family with me, and not freaking out that time you woke up and I was in your bed with you at 6 AM. Thank you for being my chauffeur, roommate, and dance partner. Thank you for singing "Defying Gravity" at the top of your lungs in the car, watching Grey's Anatomy, and crying at movies that probably weren't meant to be sad with me. You're a champ.
I'm still a little bitter... but only mildly. More so confused than actually bitter. We went to highschool together for three years and never hung out until senior year. Twice. Just imagine how many more inside jokes we would have by now. Also, I will never ever let you forget that you said no when I asked you to room with me, and we still ended up living together. How did we even live before we could spend all day and all night together, though?
I completely love your family. Your mom is also my mom and you and AMJ are my sixth and seventh sisters. You now basically belong to my family as well since you survived being in a car with us for two weeks. You've got jokes and pictures with my little sisters, and honestly, they probably like you more than they like me.
You're stuck with me. We've semi-jokingly discussed all of our dogs and Taco Tuesdays. I'm a little sad we won't be living in the same room anymore, but I think we'll survive being a whole floor apart.
A year ago we were basically strangers, and now I can't imagine doing life without you.
Much Love,
Jessica
