An Open Letter to My Long Distance Best Friend

An Open Letter to My Long Distance Best Friend

Because an online article is hopefully just as meaningful as snail mail.
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To My Best Friend:

Sure, we might be separated by time zones, but nothing’s going to stop me from talking to you about the seemingly irrelevant, but critically important details, like the type of gelato you ate today. If someone were to look at my phone, it might look like I'm in a relationship. From one-worded rapid fire to paragraphs when we can’t talk at the same time, I treasure your constant presence throughout my day, even though we cannot physically be in the same place.

No matter the distance, you will always be the person I tell all of my problems to, and I want you to know you can count on me in the same way. Thank you for being there at two in the morning when I sobbed my heart out to you, for listening to me patiently, and shedding your own tears, too. I know that I can share my deepest secrets, my worst fears, my greatest heartbreaks, and happiest successes with you, and you will share my emotions. It breaks my heart when I cannot physically be there to give you a hug when trouble comes your way. But know that in a phone call, text, or message, I would drop everything for you.

When we parted ways to different colleges, you were without a doubt my hardest goodbye. Most people struggle leaving their high school sweethearts, their parents, or even their dogs. But the fact of the matter is although I knew I would miss all of these people, I was saddest to leave you because I wanted to experience more years of school and new adventures with my best friend, my partner-in-crime, and my sister by my side.

Keeping a friendship alive is a two-way street and involves commitment, particularly when that sucker named Mr. Time Difference gets in the way. But I’ve never been worried about me and the “yin” to my “yang.” BFF, despite all of the amazing people surrounding me in college, you are somehow one of the people that inspire me the most. Perhaps because I’ve known you longer, or because I’m exceedingly excited to see how you change the world—nevertheless, when I see your dedication to friends, family, school, and service, it makes me want to get off my lazy butt and conquer the world, too!

I miss you tons. I’ll see a cute guy at school, fall up the stairs on my way to class as people laugh at me, run into crazy protesters at school, and I’ll immediately want you to be there to laugh with me in joy, embarrassment, and astonishment. I wish you were by my side, experiencing the same things. However, I know that college is about having fun and learning to be independent, and I know that since we’re in different places, we’ve been able to grow in our own ways, and help each other grow at the same time. Maybe it’s good that we’re at different colleges—the schools couldn’t handle the two of us as roommates!

Ultimately, I just want to say thank you, BFF. Thank you for letting me wake you up in the middle of the night when family issues are too much for me to bear by myself. Thank you for supporting me in the middle of my first heartbreak and for sending me girl-empowering Tumblr quotes to make me feel better. Thank you for encouraging me when I fail a chemistry quiz. Thank you for going on crazy no-sweet fasts with me, keeping me accountable when the freshman fifteen was way too real. Thank you for your care packages so I can stress eat all the foods that remind me of our beautiful home. Thank you for listening to my awkward boy situations as if you were right next to me and giving me advice. And, thank you, most of all, for being my best friend.

Lots of Love,

Your Best Friend

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3 Reasons Why Step Dads Are Super Dads

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I often hear a lot of people complaining about their step-parents and wondering why they think that they have any authority over them. Although I know that everyone has different situations, I will be the first to admit that I am beyond blessed to have a step dad. Yep, I said it. My life wouldn't be the same that it is not without him in it. Let me tell you why I think step dads are the greatest things since sliced bread.

1. They will do anything for you, literally.

My stepdad has done any and every thing for me. From when I was little until now. He was and still is my go-to. If I was hungry, he would get me food. If something was broken, he would fix it. If I wanted something, he would normally always find a way to get it. He didn't spoil me (just sometimes), but he would make sure that I was always taken care of.

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2. Life lessons.

Yup, the tough one. My stepdad has taught me things that I would have never figured out on my own. He has stood beside me through every mistake. He has been there to pick me up when I am down. My stepdad is like the book of knowledge: crazy hormonal teenage edition. Boy problems? He would probably make me feel better. He just always seemed to know what to say. I think that the most important lesson that I have learned from my stepdad is: to never give up. My stepdad has been through three cycles of leukemia. He is now in remission, yay!! But, I never heard him complain. I never heard him worry and I never saw him feeling sorry for himself. Through you, I found strength.

3. He loved me as his own.

The big one, the one that may seem impossible to some step parents. My stepdad is not actually my stepdad, but rather my dad. I will never have enough words to explain how grateful I am for this man, which is why I am attempting to write this right now. It takes a special kind of human to love another as if they are their own. There had never been times where I didn't think that my dad wouldn't be there for me. It was like I always knew he would be. He introduces me as his daughter, and he is my dad. I wouldn't have it any other way. You were able to show me what family is.

So, dad... thanks. Thanks for being you. Thanks for being awesome. Thanks for being strong. Thanks for loving me. Thanks for loving my mom. Thanks for giving me a wonderful little sister. Thanks for being someone that I can count on. Thanks for being my dad.

I love you!

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Dear Senator Walsh, I Can't Wait For The Day That A Nurse Saves Your Life

And I hope you know that when it is your time, you will receive the best care. You will receive respect and a smile. You will receive empathy and compassion because that's what we do and that is why we are the most trusted profession.

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Dear Senator Walsh,

I can't even fathom how many letters you've read like this in the past 72 hours. You've insulted one of the largest, strongest and most emotion-filled professions.. you're bound to get a lot of feedback. And as nurses, we're taught that when something makes us mad, to let that anger fuel us to make a difference and that's what we're doing.

I am not even a nurse. I'm just a nursing student. I have been around and I've seen my fair share of sore legs and clinical days where you don't even use the bathroom, but I am still not even a nurse yet. Three years in, though, and I feel as if I've given my entire life and heart to this profession. My heart absolutely breaks for the men and women who are real nurses as they had to wake up the next morning after hearing your comments, put on their scrubs and prepare for a 12-hour day (during which I promise you, they didn't play one card game).

I have spent the last three years of my life surrounded by nurses. I'm around them more than I'm around my own family, seriously. I have watched nurses pass more medications than you probably know exist. They know the side effects, dosages and complications like the back of their hand. I have watched them weep at the bedside of dying patients and cry as they deliver new lives into this world. I have watched them hang IV's, give bed baths, and spoon-feed patients who can't do it themselves. I've watched them find mistakes of doctors and literally save patient's lives. I have watched them run, and teach, and smile, and hug and care... oh boy, have I seen the compassion that exudes from every nurse that I've encountered. I've watched them during their long shifts. I've seen them forfeit their own breaks and lunches. I've seen them break and wonder what it's all for... but I've also seen them around their patients and remember why they do what they do. You know what I've never once seen them do? Play cards.

The best thing about our profession, Senator, is that we are forgiving. The internet might be blown up with pictures mocking your comments, but at the end of the day, we still would treat you with the same respect that we would give to anyone. That's what makes our profession so amazing. We would drop anything, for anyone, anytime, no matter what.

You did insult us. It does hurt to hear those comments because from the first day of nursing school we are reminded how the world has zero idea what we do every day. We get insulted and disrespected and little recognition for everything we do sometimes. But you know what? We still do it.

When it's your time, Senator, I promise that the nurse taking care of you will remember your comments. They'll remember the way they felt the day you publicly said that nurses "probably do get breaks. They probably play cards for a considerable amount of the day." The jokes will stop and it'll eventually die down, but we will still remember.

And I hope you know that when it is your time, you will receive the best care. You will receive respect and a smile. You will receive empathy and compassion because that's what we do and that is why we are the most trusted profession.

Please just remember that we cannot properly take care of people if we aren't even taken care of ourselves.

I sincerely pray that someday you learn all that nurses do and please know that during our breaks, we are chugging coffee, eating some sort of lunch, and re-tying our shoes... not playing cards.

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