We say that we’ll beat the odds, that we’ll be best friends forever. It scares me sometimes when I think about it. Sure, there are those random people who are lucky enough to keep their best friend forever, but that is a rarity—especially if I am planning on leaving to Seattle after college.
I am not ready to let you go yet. And I know I still won’t be four years from now. I won’t be ever. It makes me sad. Even if we do end up living away from each other, what are the odds of us keeping contact after careers take off and families are started? That’s how people drift and friendships fade.
It is incomprehensible of how lucky I am to have stumbled across you thirteen years ago. You have been there for me even during the times when we fight, you are my guidance, my competition, the person I confide in when I need support, the person who puts me back together when my heart has been shattered, who keeps me grounded, who has brought me back to the church, who makes me laugh, who has my back, who is officially my new roommate for our freshman year of college in the fall.
You are many many things. You are such a strong, great person with a huge heart. It is amazing how passionate you are about traveling to third-world countries and helping the ones who are in desperate need. It is amazing that you want to volunteer there and help teach them, and that you even plan to adopt a few along with the kids you plan to have yourself. I’m so proud of you and the beautiful person you have become, and I’m proud of the person I know you will grow to be some day. One day you will make a difference. You may not know it right now or even believe—but I believe it. You are going to touch so many people and help them in infinite ways.
It is hard accepting the thought that I will have to share you with all those people, but it’s what you are made to do. It is what you are great at. And that’s what I want—for you to be great, and to be happy. Because I know we’ll always have US. We will beat the odds. I love you too much for us not to.
