Dearest Roomie,
I honestly feel as though I should make writing you a note of appreciation an everyday thing. Even though I know you aren't sappy. I also know that I don't say this stuff enough, and I feel like you should know where I come from.
And I'm serious. Like, very serious. I mean, why on this earth wouldn't I be serious about taking time out of each and every day to show you gratitude for the ways you've made my life infinitely better? With everything that we have been through and will continue to go through, your name stands at the top on how to be an amazing person to share a living space with, You set aside yourself in order to make me smile. Even if it's only at night after a long day. You carve out time in your schedule to spend with and on me. (When you truly have no time) You have never once given me a look spelling out how tired of me you are. (Or you do and I just don't know about it yet) On the contrary, you are always happy to see me, which…I honest to goodness can't understand, but you do it. Every single day, you do it. Especially when I put alcohol in the mix.
In terms of writing out all the amazing ways that you have been in my life since I met you, I could fill a number of books not quantifiable by human understanding. Below are just a few of things you do that any roommate should take note of and observe. Though, any other roommate should, of course, be aware that the bar has been set quite high; thanks to you.
You talk to me.
One of the fundamental parts of any given relationship is the aspect of communication. I am a firm believer that with sh*t communication, a relationship can no longer continue on. Without the willingness and ability to communicate with one another, relationships will slowly fall apart, and there is no way to pick up a relationship once it has fallen apart. Sometimes communication is difficult, hard to come by, and frustrating to handle. But honestly? That has never been the case with you. Yeah sometimes I don't come to you and you may not come to me, but we still know where the other one stands. From the very first day of our rooming together, you told me exactly how you felt, what you needed from me, and how you would be there. Even throughout the summer, you made that abundantly clear.You were never coy or calculating, never shy or dishonest, never fumbling with ulterior motives as you flashed me a fake smile and went on with your day.
No, you made sure I knew how you felt and you constantly checked and check in on me to make sure I know I can always speak my mind to you. I am sorry that some days I may not, sometimes I get in my head and feel like you may not care. I think that a part of me just needs to realize that you do. You are always ready to share what is bothering you so we can work it out, but most of the time, you are just here for me to chat about adventures, moments in our days, life, anything we want to discuss. Be it heartfelt issues, casual conversations, or anything in between, you are always honest with me, letting me trust you and everything you have to say. I hope you also feel the same with me.
You listen to me.
Life gets busy. Life gets really, really busy. Life gets really, really busy and sometimes becomes hectic, stressful, difficult, any number of negatives. It catches people at their lowest moments and batters their minds back and forth until they just don't know how to handle anything anymore. I have had those lowest moments. I have had those moments where it seems like everything is falling to pieces, and I have absolutely no way of pulling myself back together again. When those storms strike, you are one of the very first people to whom I turn. Again, it may not seem like that; but it's the small things that make me feel wanted by a person.
You are always ready to listen. It doesn't matter what is going on in your life or mine, you will never pass up a time to sit and hear what I have to say. You make me feel valued in my opinions and strong in my beliefs. You help me to puzzle through what is bothering me and find solutions in each part of my life. You always listen, always respond, always find new ways of being there for me. You truly spoil me, I hope you know.
You support me.
Not only do you help me puzzle through every last in and out of life itself, but you also go out of your way in your actions to serve me, finding new things for me each and every day. You never cease to care about me, to make sure I am mentally, emotionally, and physically okay, to do the little things for me that make a difference. You support me in all of my extracurriculars and academics. You embrace me, quirks and all, and you make sure that I know that no matter what happens, you will be there & vice versa.
You love me.
And that's the biggest thing, isn't it? You love me. You truly care for me - that fact I have never been forced to doubt in any possible way. You helped our roommate relationship strengthen our friendship. You make me happy to be living where I am living. You make me happy, period! You are an extraordinary lady, and as the title suggests, I am indescribably lucky to have you.
You, my dear Lil, are a woman of every wonderful thought I could ever imagine. I am so lucky to have met you and to be rooming with you. Here's to an even brighter future and an amazing school year. Incase you can't tell, I am really bad at saying my feelings to someone in person, and instead I chose to write these out. That is why we are here right now, because I can't express what I have to say in physical words.
