When they say you meet your best friends in college, they don’t lie. The first day I was on campus my freshman year, I met one of my greatest friends. The moment I met her I knew we were bound for great adventures. Soon, our bond became stronger and we became inseparable.

As the semester went on our friend group grew and we became a family, and boy do I miss that. Half way into the second semester of my freshman year, I knew I had found the most amazing set of friends. We were always together. We went on late night Sheetz runs, even though we knew our bank accounts couldn’t afford it. We stayed up late watching all the episodes of "Pretty Little Liars," no matter how early we had to be up the next day. We adventured to wherever we could, made memories we would never forget, and created a bond that we thought could never be broken. The end of the semester came, we survived our freshman year of college, and for the summer, we went our separate ways. We kept in contact the best we could throughout the summer until we knew we would be reunited again.

Then it happened.

I made the choice to leave our new-found home. Days before we were all to be reunited, I made the decision to withdraw from our school, the place that once was a home to me. I had to be an adult and choose between going to school just because that’s where my friends were or finding somewhere that I could financially afford. It wasn’t an easy decision. It was one of the hardest decisions of my life. I remember the day I told you my choice, I remember the outpouring of love that you showed me when I needed it most. It was hard at first, to watch from the sidelines, to see all the fun I was missing out on. I knew I did what I needed to do, but some days I regretted it more than others. I tried to visit as much as I could and stay in contact in any way possible.

That first semester away from all of you dragged by, and then came the time for me to start over at a new school where I didn’t know anyone. It was hard at first, not academically, but socially. The only people I knew were my roommates who welcomed me to my new home with open arms, and I am so incredibly thankful that I have them in my life. I began to miss you all because I felt so alone. Then I found this group of amazing girls whom I now call my sisters.

I guess what I’m trying to get at is that I know I’ve found a new family, but I don’t want you to feel replaced. The truth is you’re all irreplaceable, and you always will be. You were my first true college family and nothing could take that title away from you. There is no group like the one we started that freshman year of school. No matter how far we are separated in any shape or form please know that I will always be there for you, always.