We may not be best friends now but we were and you have impacted my life so much.
To my first friend. I knew we would be friends when we argued over who got to play with the plastic animals during play time in kindergarten. That argument led to many play dates all centered around being vets and zoo keepers and wildlife rescuers. Those simple early days of vibrant play have long shaped my view of animals and my love for them. Emily.
To my longest friend. Now we talk occasionally but once we were inseparably. Kindergarten when we met, first grade when you expanded my friend world to two. You were always down to play whatever games we could come up with at recess, you were the peacemaker many a time, you laughed with me, you cried with me. When you moved to Florida in fourth grade if anything our friendship grew. Weekly phone calls on home phones and parents cells to texting and of course your yearly visits to Minnesota that highlighted my summer for 8 years. I watched you graduate, something I never thought I would see and even though we hardly talk you are still so important to me. You, who stood with me through many formative years. Kenzie.
First grade we met. Second grade we fought. We also fought again in sixth and ninth grade but who’s counting. Even though we butted heads you were literally always there for me. I got to see your first slow dance with a boy. We ‘fought’ over the same boy from 3rd grade onward. We shed a lot of tears over each other but even at our most hormotional I didn’t even bat an eye at a sleep over. Thank you for the late nights and the drives home from school. Thank you for always being willing to take silly pictures. Thank you for 11 years of being my best friend. Punch punch kick kick happy Birthday. Kia.
We met in third grade but I don’t think I truly appreciated how much you meant to me until late middle school. You were the friend of ‘we’ll shut the lights of and go to bed’ *talks for three more hours* and the constant last minute sleepovers that my mom hated because normally she would have to bring me a bag, soon I just started bringing a bag just in case. You had the big parties and even though I was the only one dressed up for New Years you always dressed up with me. In eighth grade when we VIDEOTAPED (*facepalms*) mock weddings you were my wife and stayed Facebook official with me until you got yourself an actual boyfriend. Our anniversary is late July right around your birthday. You comforted me when I was sad and swam in your pool with me even though you were so done with it and I was so excited to pretend mermaids. Anna.
I didn’t meet you until freshman move-in day and our email chain made me excited and nervous all at the same time. Little did I know how impactful you would be. From struggles with our chosen major path to a love of reading and a need to find something to do you were there. Roomie love was a real thing and even though living together for three years scarred our friendship a bit it has held up and I always adore your texts and random Timehop finds. I know if I truly ever need anything you will be there. Just a phone call away. Bailey.
I also met you freshman year but our friendship has truly blossomed since graduation. We worked together all four years at Gustavus. First at the hellhole after school program then at campus safety where we became supervisors together and that brief stint where you convinced me to work at ecumen (it was horrible). You were always to so inclusive in college, never hesitating to invite me even if I probably wouldn’t come. After college our shared life misery has brought us together with sleepovers and weekly phone calls, texts, snapchats and a willingness to listen when life isn’t quite what we want it to be. There is no one I would rather call crying at ten at night than you. Thank you for sharing and for listening. Thank you for the give and take. Beth.
The summer before junior year I never thought we would be friends but it turns out dead Derek’s do bring people together. Our morbid sense of humor and mutual hatred for you know who brought us together in a way I could never imagine. The turning moment was when I came home from vacation and my pillow smelled like you since you had been using my bed to avoid yours. Sorority sisters turned lifelong friends because even though life gets rough I’m in it for the long haul and so are you. A daily Snapchat AND text while you spend a semester in Spain and wine nights when we were both in America again. I love how we always hit the real issues of our lives when we are together and help each other through. You are my inspiration, my ‘boo’, my ‘Mu-sa-sa’. Marissa.
You were the one I didn’t expect. You terrified me at first. When you moved in it was so weird I thought I was walking on eggshells. Soon life drama butted in and we spent all night talking on the floor of your room. And later on the floor in one of our doorways or in front of the sink, wherever life through us. We had so many adventures and wine nights and memories and talks about anything and everything from just one year. You made my senior year and hopefully many more. Well I guess you have to because I’m coming for you with those creepy babies! Kate.
You aren’t all still my best friends but you all still mean so much, no matter time or distance you have influenced me and shaped me into who I am. I couldn’t list all the memories here but I’ve got them, don’t worry. Because I knew you, I have been changed for good.