My Person

I've said many goodbyes in my life. From moving away after high school, to moving back home, to moving all across the country. But for some reason this goodbye has been so hard on me! One of my closest friends out here is moving back home. And I am in denial. She has been my other half here. She was the first person I met, she drove me to church my first Sunday here and we just became best friends. I did everything with her. We went on a spontaneous trip to Florida, many trips to the city, trivia night, eating way too much at Buffalo Wild Wings, boys, craving west coast food (SONIC!), eating pizza rolls til we die, shopping, and eating Taco Bell everyday. She was my wing woman. Everyone always said we had a bubble around us and we wouldn't let anyone else in sometimes. We were weird and loved to make people feel so awkward, we were proud of that skill. I am going to miss our random adventures more than anything. I couldn't have asked for a better partner in crime these past 8 months. I am so excited for her new adventures and I know I will be okay. Maybe not this week, but eventually. haha. I am grateful that she was put in my life. It's not goodbye, it's a see you later.