A 'Thank You' To The Best Friends That I Don't Get To See Often

A 'Thank You' To The Best Friends That I Don't Get To See Often

Thank you for always being a text away.

To The Best Friends I Don't Get To See That Often,

If I knew then what I do now, I would have soaked up every last minute of freedom with my high school friends. It can be really difficult to make the transition to college without having your oldest and closest friends by your side. Although time apart can make everything seem that much harder, it makes seeing them every once in a while one of the best feelings in the world. Our lives have changed drastically, yet so many things have stayed the same. That being said, there is so much I would like to say to them for always being there.

Thank you for always being a text, phone call, or FaceTime away when I need it most.

Thank you for sending me Snapchats or pictures of things that you knew would make me laugh.

Thank you for always being available to talk when I feel as if no one at school gets me like you do.

Thank you for making me feel better when I've had a long week.

Thank you for being honest with me so that I can become a better version of myself.

Thank you for

Thank you for validating me when no one else sees what you do.

Thank you for the late-night talks when college gets the best of us both.

Thank you for reminding me of who I am when I lose touch of myself.

Thank you for giving me advice that only you could think of.

Thank you for looking forward to seeing me again on breaks and holidays.

Thank you for the coffee and breakfast dates when we are finally home at the same time.

Most importantly...

Thank you for always being there.

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A Letter To The Grandpas Who Left Far Too Soon

The thoughts of a girl who lost both of her grandpas too early.

Dear Grandpa,

As I get older, my memories are starting to fade. I try to cling to every last bit of memory that I have of you. There are certain memories that have stuck well in my brain, and I probably will never forget them, at least I hope I don't. I remember your smile and your laugh. I can still remember how your voice sounded. I never want to forget that. I catch myself closing my eyes to try to remember it, playing your voice over and over in my head so that I can ingrain it in my memory.

I always thought you were invincible, incapable of leaving me. You were so young, and it caught us all by surprise. You were supposed to grow old, die of old age. You were not supposed to be taken away so soon. You were supposed to see me graduate high school and college, get married to the love my life, be there when my kids are born, and never ever leave.

My heart was broken when I heard the news. I don't think I had experienced a pain to that level in my entire life. At first, I was in denial, numb to the thought that you were gone. It wasn't until Thanksgiving, then Christmas, that I realized you weren't coming back. Holidays are not the same anymore. In fact, I almost dread them. They don't have that happy cheer in the air like they did when you were alive. There is a sadness that hangs in the air because we are all thinking silently how we wished you were there. I hope when I am older and have kids that some of that holiday spirit comes back.

You know what broke my heart the most though? It was seeing your child, my parent, cry uncontrollably. I watched them lose their dad, and I saw the pain that it caused. It scared me, Grandpa, because I don't ever want to lose them like how they lost you. I can't imagine a day without my mom or dad. I still see the pain that it causes and how it doesn't go away. There are good days and there are bad days. I always get upset when I see how close people are to their grandparents and that they get to see them all the time. I hope they realize how lucky they are and that they never take it for granted. I wish I could have seen you more so that I could have more memories to remember you by.

I know though that you are watching over me. That is where I find comfort in the loss. I know that one day I will get to see you again, and I can't wait for it. I hope I have made you proud. I hope that all that I have accomplished and will accomplish makes you smile from ear to ear. I hope that the person I marry is someone you would approve of. And I hope that my kids get more time with their grandpa than I did because the amount I got wasn't fair.

I want to say thank you for raising your child to be the best parent ever because they will one day be the best grandparent ever. Just like you.

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I Am Homesick, But Not For A Place

People can be the coziest homes.

Have you ever heard the phrase that sometimes you can turn people into a home? It’s true.

Every day you surround yourself with people, and if you’re like me, you surround yourself people who bring out the best in you. My friends that I’ve made since moving to college (and my friends from high school) make me laugh and cry and reevaluate who I am and remind me that I am strong and beautiful and fearless (or so they say), and because of that, I want to be around them like…a lot. Like every day. Like I have a standing dinner date with them without even having to plan it. That’s the kind of friendships I surround myself with.

So, upon my standing dinner date friends moving home for the summer, I sat in my bed on my first day eating dinner by myself and realized that I am homesick, after 1 day, for the people who attach to me at the hip. It’s so crazy to me how 10 months ago, these people were complete strangers to me. As a matter of fact, upon meeting one of my now best friends, I told her the first-day meeting that we were best friends and we often joke because once our friendship grew, she told me she had no intentions of being my best friend and thought I was crazy.

I helped my dinner dates drag all their paraphernalia they’ve hoarded in their rooms since they moved in in August down multiple flights of stairs, and I’ve never happier to do it because that’s what you do for the people you love. That’s what you do for your people. That’s what you do for your standing dinner dates.

It’s such an overwhelming feeling to think about the fact that I’ll have these people by my side for the next big years of my life and it makes me all warm and fuzzy inside knowing for the next couple years I’ll have a standing dinner date almost every night, and a car ride buddy and an “it’s 3 pm and I need sonic” date and an “it may be 10 pm but if I don’t work out tonight, I might die” buddy.

Do me a favor, and hug your standing dinner dates for me tonight. August can’t come soon enough for mine, Mexican is already calling our names.

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