A Letter To A Friend Turned Acquaintance

A Letter To A Friend Turned Acquaintance

Hello Stranger...
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Dear Friend,

Or shall I call you an acquaintance? I don't know how this happened really. We don't talk anymore (not to quote the song). In today's society it doesn't take much to "keep in touch". If you want to count seeing social media updates then I think it's pretty easy to keep in touch. That bothers me though. I really love talking and actively participating in each other's lives. I have no hard feelings. I just miss you!

Well, I'll be honest. I still consider you a friend but I don't really know what's going on in your life. I could reach out. I really could. I'll be honest though...I'm not sure that you would really care. I realize that is a judgement call I am making on my own. Nonetheless I miss you! I miss talking to you every day. I also do not know if I would know the best way to contact you either. I'm left guessing at what you are up to. I'd like to update you on my life since I am not sure that you even know what I am doing with mine. I suppose we went our separate ways because school doesn't keep us together. Graduation also happened so that doesn't help. I really hate the saying "went our separate ways" because besides physically, I am pretty sure we still have things in common and I could talk to you for hours on end. It wouldn't even be awkward and as we all know, I am full of awkwardness. But anyway...

I can't help but think about the good times. They were far and few between because we didn't see each other all that much, but dang, I miss you! Distance separated us like distance does best! I only call you an acquaintance because I feel like I don't know you anymore, which is silly since you haven't changed. You haven't gone off the deep end or done a 180. I know if we had a conversation right now we could pick up where we left off, but that doesn't mean you don't feel like a stranger to me.

Well, just know I'm thinking about you. If you ever want to catch up, that's cool. I'm also praying for you...constantly. Lord knows we all need it. And I often look back on the memories we made and they are some of the best. SO thank you for those! Hope all is well!

Love,

Your Friend/ Acquaintance

...Whichever you prefer

Cover Image Credit: Huffington Post

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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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To My Roommates During Senior Year: Thanks For Making College 1,982,347,908 Times Better

We freaking made it.

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I dread the classes, I dread the school work and I dread the stress that college brings me. One thing I do not dread though is my roommates.

This past fall semester flew by, and I cannot believe that we only have one more semester left until we enter the real world. Instead of leggings and band tees, we will soon be in blazers and dress pants and I still don't know how I feel about that.

I do know that you all have made my college experience 1,982,347,908 times better. From the late nights staying up watching conspiracy theories about JonBenét Ramsey, our weekly "American Horror Story" viewing parties, and to shoving our faces with Taco Bell at midnight has brought me nothing but pure joy.

We are not roommates, we are sisters. I know that sounds super-duper cheesy but it's true. Not everything has been a ray of freaking sunshine. And by that, I mean we have petty arguments just like sisters do.

But if we didn't have a fight here or there sometimes, then that would just be really weird. Because have you ever heard from anyone about a perfect roommate relationship? Uh no.

As the school load gets bigger, I keep telling myself I can't wait for graduation but I know that graduating means that we will not be able to live together anymore, and that is when I would like to hit the pause button.

Who else will know that I can literally only cook buffalo chicken dip and all the produce that I buy goes to waste within one week? Who else will make me amazing meals that taste like a grandma made it? (Alex) Who else will always be down to run errands with me and hear about my crappy days that I tell dramatically? (Sam) Who else will come with me to every single cover band concert Bluebird puts on and stay out until 4 a.m.? (Sonya) (Even though I'm usually in bed by 11 p.m.)

I cannot thank you enough for all the rides to class because of my poor time management skills which led me to miss the bus, or all the rides from the bar because of Uber's costing an arm and a leg now.

Thank you for keeping me sane when college made me almost lose my sh*t and pull a 2007 Britney. Thank you for always knowing how to have a good time, how to make me forget about all the negativity that was occurring in my life and thank you for being the "perfect" roommates.

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