Open Letter To The College My Best Friend Is Transferring To

Having a best friend is one of the biggest blessings. They become your support system, a person who can put a smile on your face, and they can even become a part of your family. Without my best friends I know I would not laugh as much as I do, I would not come close to having a social life, and I would have absolutely no motivation to work out. A best friend is someone you can call at odd hours of the night to talk about a weird dream, someone who helps you figure out what to say when you’re in a fight with another person -and let's not forget the person who offers to hide the body of anyone who breaks your heart.

No matter how long you and your significant other may have been together, it doesn’t compare to the bond you and your best friend have. Your best friend is simply put, your person, and always will be, regardless of how many miles are between you. It could be a few feet or 440 miles, but nothing will come between you and your best friend.

I was blessed to have my best friend with me during freshman year. It could quite possibly be one of the hardest years of your life, everything changes and you're away from home, and I had her by my side through it all. We are together 24/7, and after one day apart, we have separation anxiety. Our snapchats blow up trying to fill each other in on having a life outside of being friends. Unfortunately, sometimes it doesn't work out that you get to see each other 24/7. We are in the time of our lives where everything is up in the air. Nothing is for certain. You may not graduate from the college you start at, and you may not always get to be with your Best Friend throughout college.

So here's an open letter to the College my best friend is transferring to:

"I’m trusting you with my Best Friend. She’s crazy, but one of the most selfless people I know. She always puts others first and genuinely cares about others more than herself. She finally focused on herself though and decided that she needed to take a different turn. She’s coming to you next year, and there are a few things I ask that you do.

Take care of her. I won't be there when she's sick or falls off her bed…and breaks her foot (again). I won't be able to help her pick out clothes or hide her debit card. I won’t be able to take her driving at midnight when she’s upset, crying, and listening to “Taps” on her laptop because she just can't handle anything, anymore. I won’t be able to walk across the hall to go see her when she’s having a bad day, or run over whenever I have good news. We won't be able to go on Torchy’s/Canes/Chickfila dates once a week.

Look out for her next year, and give her someone else to make these memories with. Don't cause her too much stress. We all know college is the breeding ground of all forms of stress. Don't give her so much classwork she can't breathe. Don't overwhelm her. Give her a way to relax on the weekends. Provide her support. Transferring is one of the hardest things someone can go through. The last thing she needs is for you to not support her while she's there. Introduce her to a group of people that she can fall back on. Lastly, bring her happiness.

The most important thing is that she is happy. Give her a reason to smile at random parts of the day. If you hurt her, just know you will feel the wrath of her Best Friend. I’m not afraid to “BTHO” you and take her back.”