It feels like just yesterday we met, you were extremely quiet and I wondered if I was ever going to even just be friends with you. The day we moved in there was so much excitement, laughter, room design ideas and LOTS of help from friends. To this day I don't regret my decision of living with you. You've been there for me through all of the tough moments but also never fail to go along with my craziness and "sass".
Somehow you were able to sleep through all of my alarms and noise of me getting ready for 8 a.m.'s every day. But you never failed at waking me up to your alarms, which I swear was a different song every time your alarm goes off. Thank you for putting up with the room being, what you would say, "freezing cold" every night so I would sleep better. And most importantly thanks for telling me all the weird things I would say in my sleep most nights.
While sharing our small room together you would know when I was up for talking but also knew when I wasn't. You took all the attitude and comments I threw your way, the best way possible and never took them personally.
On another note, I'm sorry you had to put up with me. I know I'm not always the easiest person to get along with, especially when I am stressed, hungry or tired. I'm sorry I might not have been the best at comforting you in the times you needed it or giving you the support when math wasn't going your way.
One of the best parts about rooming with you was seeing your love for Jesus shine in everything you did. I admire the time you spent caring for others, praying for others and showing others what Jesus does for them. You became friends with people who were broken and were the good influence they needed.
You shared a love for sports, even if we both didn't always agree on the winning team or sport being watched. Which sometimes made things interesting between us but we always managed to forget it later.
I'm going to miss sharing room 2119 with you. I'm going to miss our late night talks, dance parties (me dancing, you watching) and random target runs over the summer.
Even though we won't be sharing our little 16x12 room together next year, I couldn't be more excited to share an apartment with you. This letter isn't a goodbye, its more of a thank you for being a great freshman year roommate that I will never forget.
XOXO
