I was the stray dog who needed a home, who needed a family to be a part of, who was searching for a place and people to call home. I was on my own and you decided to take a shot in the dark on the freshman girl with enough credits to live preferred housing, and you brought me into your home and friend group with arms wide open.

Before you took in me, I didn't have a friend group here. Now, I have the best. We've celebrated every holiday together and made second dinners a regular. From cleaning the house together and throwing a beach ball around and knocking literally everything over. We have each others backs and you know that if you ever need a DD I'm your girl (as long as you sing 'downtown'). Coffee is always something that can be counted on in the morning, no matter who brews it or who offers to drive to Dunkin. We can tell it like it is and give each other enough shit that if we looked enough alike you'd think we were siblings.

I thank you for taking a chance on me and I thank God that we become more than just friends but a family. You have done to much to support me, to listen to me cry and stress. You've helped me talk through my worries, and have celebrated my successes. You ask my opinion and take me seriously with my responses, and we've all learned so much from each other. So here's to us, the memories we've made and the memories we have yet to make.

I love you with all my heart, Lo.