From mid-August to late November felt like a long time – so much has happened since I left for college. In these three months, I have spent more time apart from my old friends than I have in my entire life. The week leading up to Thanksgiving break was so exciting – I was eager to share all my stories, and I was looking forward to hearing about all of the new experiences my friends would surely want to share with me. For the first time in these long- time friendships, I didn’t know any of the people my old friends were hanging out with, except for what I could piece together by observing the occasional Snapchat or Instagram post. When I landed in Minneapolis, I was SO excited to get the full story on everything.
The night I got back from Tulane, I walked into my house and it took a short five minutes until my best friend comes in through the garage. A few tears of excitement were shed as we reunited for the first time in forever. It felt like it had been such a long time since we had seen each other, but strangely it also felt like no time had passed at all.
As a group, we planned our breakfast for the next morning at the best place in the city – everyone was ready to eat something other than dining hall food. We shared stories and told each other about our new college friends. Even though it was weird to hear about my friends’ new best friends and the adventures they were sharing together, I could not have been happier for them and their new experiences in college.
After breakfast, one plan turned to the next, and we all spent nearly every moment together. The parents were not happy, let me tell you. There was too much to talk about and not enough time. Everyone was elated that we were able to pick up exactly where we left off, regardless of all of the experiences in-between.
Saying good bye was not easy, but we knew it wouldn’t be long until we would see each other again. Catching up and making each other laugh was much needed, and I can’t wait to see them all soon.