Depth

I love the depth of friendship. The only analogy that seems to fit is wine, somethings just get better with age. I am learning how that is true in friendship. There is something that happens in life during college when you live with people. True, they are the ones you choose to live with and you love getting back to your room to share that funny story or piece of news. But they are also the people who you get mad at and can't understand how they could forget again.

Yet beyond that there are shared memories of nights laughing, playing games, watching movies, crying together, weddings, and other life steps. Something happens and when you get together you have this amazing vault of memories that seem endless. Each one remembered a little differently by each person. Each memory needing the other pieces to truly be complete. I spend time with some of my friends and realize that what makes our friendship easy is knowing they are a part of my past and my future. No matter who I have been or where I am going they are there.

They have helped me become the person I am which influences who I will be. I feel so blessed to be given such a treasure in my life. I love laughing with them, roasting marshmallows with them, singing loudly with the radio with them, and anything else you can think of. The time we have never feels like enough but always just right.