Dear Maddison,

It doesn't matter if it’s been an ice age since we last saw each other; we act as if it was just yesterday. You have known me in my most vulnerable moments. From the brace-faced and "afroed" 5th grader, to my moody tween years, and finally to now, living through the most difficult time in my life. When I think about our childhood memories, I can’t help but laugh hysterically and cringe simultaneously. We were pretty weird kids to say the least, but we always had a blast together. I vividly remember making videos together on my camcorder (that’s how old we are?) with you and my 80 different Webkinz like it was last week. Whether or not the problem was minor or devastating, I adore how we’ve always been there for each other. I have a strong feeling that we always will be. I can’t thank you enough for you and your mom coming to my mom’s funeral. You symbolize my childhood, and I know how much my mom would have appreciated you being there. I couldn't have had a better time growing up with you, and it meant the entire world to me to have you there. I love you, and thank you for the best childhood ever, and cheers to an even better adulthood. (Hopefully, at Longwood!)

Dear Morgan,

We have come a LONG ways from the day that I walked behind you on the way home from the bus stop and shouted “ HEY! YOU’RE IN MY ENGLISH CLASS!” 5 years later, we are like sisters. In those 5 years, we traveled to and from school almost everyday together. We always had the best conversations; whether it was walking down from the bus stop in our youth, or when we would park in your cul de sac in the later years, we were comedians with degrees in psychology. I loved laughing with you, and oddly enough to say, I love to hear your laugh in general. It’s big, and bright and contagious. When you moved away this summer, I was crushed. It just added to the list of reasons why this year is terrible. You were the first person I talked to everyday, and now you live 300 miles away. Although, when you and your mom drove a total of 10 HOURS THERE AND BACK to come to my mom’s funeral, it was probably the most special thing that anyone has ever done for me. I know I won’t shut up about it, but I’m honestly just glad that I met someone as special as you are. When I screamed for your attention that one afternoon in the 7th grade, I didn't know that my mom would pass away, or that you would be the perfect friend, but I’m sure glad that I did. I love you, Mo Savage.

Dear Hannah,

We’ve gone from tutu’s and tap shoes, to caps and gowns, babe. Han, I can’t express in words how grateful I am for what you and your family have done for me. I honestly do not know what I would have done without you during this time in my life. From the meals that you have brought to my family, to letting me stay at your house during my two weeks off of school. You have no idea how much you've helped me; I live for our lazy nights in your room; which entails, eating junk food and cracking up at stupid videos on your phone. Similarly to Maddison and Morgan, It truly warmed my heart to have you and your mom at my mom's funeral. She would always tell me about our days together in dance; how our mom's would talk while they waited for us to run out of the classroom. You always know how to brighten my day with your gorgeous smile and bubbly attitude. Also, making the gym entertaining is a hard skill that you've seemed to master. Your energy is incredibly fun to be around, and I hope that you’re aware of the amazing person that you truly are. You are the perfect mix of silly and compassionate, and I couldn’t ask for a better best friend. You are a true blessing, Hannah Banana, and I love you.

Dear Bradley,

I don't know where to begin with you. I'm at a complete loss for words, which doesn't happen very often. You have helped me in a multitudinous amount of ways. From my mom's diagnosis to her final days, you were there for me, for her, and my entire family. I'll try not to make this too mushy, since that's not really our style, but a little bit of sappiness never hurt anyone, right? We've been together for 4 years and some change, but have known each other for even longer. Over the past few years, you have become my medicine; I can talk to you, or cry to you, or sing to you about anything and you'll always be there to listen, even when you're not listening, (Which, yes, I am entirely guilty of as well.) Whether or not you choose to admit it, we're both really big dorks, and I think that's why we have so much fun together. We know so much about each other, all while, being able to unravel new little pieces of each other's personality that we did not see there before; it's a beautiful thing, really. I could talk all day about how handsome you are, but it wouldn't mean nearly as much as me telling you how much you mean to me. (Which, is a ton). Lastly, I know that I don't tell you this enough, but you're incredibly passionate about what you believe in, and I admire that. I can't wait to see you as a politician, as long as you're still my Bradley. This past weekend we were trying to denote things that we had in common. After pondering on it for a while, I believe that I finally know the answer: we would go to the ends of the earth for each other, and that's all that really matters. I love you, Bradley.