Remember when college was some far-fetched idea that seemed like years and years away? Remember that day freshman year when we decided we’d go to college together and be roommates? Remember the days we all received our acceptance letters to all different colleges? Most importantly, remember the day we said goodbye and we couldn’t stop crying (especially me)? How in the world was I supposed to make friends like you guys?
We all left, with no idea of what the future will hold. The only thing we held onto was the occasional Facetime calls, group messages, and the countdown to our first holiday vacation. I suppose that the most appropriate thing to say is thank you.
Thank you for knowing so much about my life, I don’t have to give you a 15-minute back story when telling you about someone. I mention one person, and you know everything about them from elementary to high school. Let me tell you, this saves so much precious time.
Thank you for sticking with me through our middle school stage. We saw each other past the glasses, the braces, the ponytail bump, and the never ending Hollister T-shirts. Nobody could make fun of me like you guys do. Boys may not have liked us, but we still liked each other, and that’s all that mattered.
Thank you for being the best support system. We might be thousands of miles apart, but we still celebrate after every A we get on a paper, or every accomplishment we achieve.
Thank you for still loving me after I made so many dumb decisions. You told me that is was a bad idea, but did I listen? No. Most importantly, thank you for letting me cry to you when I realized that you were right and I was wrong. You always wanted the best for me.
Thank you for siding with me even though I was wrong. I could call you about anything, and whether or not I was in the wrong, it didn’t matter to you. You came up with the most logical reasons that made me right.
Lastly, thank you for making leaving for college so hard. I remember the day I packed my life in that Ford Focus, and drove 1,114 miles away. How was I supposed to make friends, when I’ve had you guys since I was four? You guys were the best part about growing up, that when it came time to actually be a grown-up and leave home, you guys were the hardest thing to leave.
Remember how high school seemed like yesterday? Remember how we talked about getting married and having our kids be best friends like us? I think we should wait a little bit on that one.
