Everyone usually graduates high school with their best friend, enjoys all the fun senior class events with their best friend and doesn’t think much about just how hard it is going to be to go their separate ways. Many best friends go off to different colleges, meet new friends and both engaged with their own school but my story is a little different. After two years of not talking I reconnected with an old best friend of mine, expect now she had a son that I eventually began calling not only my nephew but my god son. You would think after two years of not speaking, the friendship would be lost but, NOPE, my best friend and I reconnected as if nothing ever happened and of course her baby boy made the reconnection so much more welcoming. My best friend left high school sophomore year so I didn’t get to experience all the excitements of senior year or even the anxious feeling of college applications with her but what I did get to do is spend my entire summer before leaving for college right by her side.
When I say right by her side, I literally mean right by her side, her and her nine-month year old son moved in to my parents’ house with me. Craziness how fast it literally felt as if we never stopped being friends. Waking up to her and my nephew’s precious faces was literally the highlight of every day. There was never a moment that I wasn’t with at least one of them. My life quickly became all about them and I couldn’t have been happier. August 31st, move in day came within a blink of an eye and I didn’t know what to do. All my nerves began to run wild throughout my whole body, tears falling from my face. This was the day that I had to leave what was literally my life all summer, behind. Right then and there, I wanted to give up, wanted to throw the whole college experience away. My parents along with my best friend knew this was what I had to do in order to achieve all my goals. Two weeks in and I still facetime my best friend every chance I get. You would think weekends were the time to be a college. Parties, Football games, events but no I rather leave every Friday after my 8:30 class to be home with my best friend. It always seems as if Fridays take forever to come but Sunday nights, when it’s time to pack up and head back to school, come within a blink of an eye.
Making friends here isn’t the easiest because all I can think about is how much I miss my best friend back home. I never pictured being away from her. Knowing I’m not going to be falling asleep next to her every night was the hardest thing to get use to and I’d still say it’s hard. Living away from my best friend has defiantly made me appreciate her and all our memories so much more. I would recommend to every best friends, to go to school with your best friend. Leaving her behind will never be an easy thing to get used to, every day I wish she was here experiencing this journey right beside me but I know in the end she is going to be the proudest of me. Although she isn’t here physically with me, I always know she is emotionally. I would definitely say she is one of my biggest supporters and I couldn’t be more thankful to call her my best friend.