The day has finally come of having a best friend move away, and let me tell you it is not a good day. You would think that having a bestie move away for the first time would happen long before my 20^th birthday, but I am lucky to say that it hasn't been the case until now. Part of me really thought that this day would never come, that all of my friends and I would always live in a 10-mile radius from one another for the rest of our lives. We could call each other up whenever we wanted too and meet up within 15 minutes. Unfortunately, the reality of it is that that will never be the case. People move and life goes on, but it's a different kind of life.

I thought that back when we all went off to college for our freshman year that it was like we were all moving away. That my group of best friends would completely fall apart or at least begin to drift away, but it didn't. Although we were all spread out across the country and didn't always get the chance to talk, whenever we came home for a break that lasted 3 months or 3 days we would always make time for each other and continued to stay close. Now one of my besties really is moving away for good and I am not looking forward to it.

Growing up with close friends is one of the best things. You always have someone by your side and you get to figure out life together along the way. You get to struggle in high school together for the first time that school actually gets hard. You get to go through first breakups together and the start of new relationships. You get to experience your first school dances with your friends by your side when some things might not go as planned. Oh, and there is always so much drama that happens when growing up, but you figure it out together. The friends that you grow up with know you better than you know yourself. That's the beauty of friendship, they learn so much about you and vice versa, so you can help each other out along the way on this journey that we call life.

But now my best friend is moving.

After living this long with her always by my side how is she supposed to just get up and leave me here? I mean I know she really has no choice in the matter, but moving really isn't fair for anyone. All of those memories made and memories that still had to be made just get put on hold until you see them again. I guess it will just make it that much better when I get to see her again. We will have so much more to do and to catch up on everything that has happened since the last we saw each other.

But still, how are you supposed to go upon your daily life, when your friend moving away has been a part of your daily life for so long? I guess I will just have to wait and find out for myself.

After she moves I know I am not looking forward to coming home from college without her being here. I am not looking forward to never getting texts from her to come over and just hang out at random times again. I am not looking forward to losing my rollerblading buddy, my ice cream date, my adventure partner, or my best friend. But, I am looking forward to taking road trips to visit her, long facetime calls to see her face, many more different adventures, and her still being my best friend even though she moved away.

Now best friend here is a letter to you.

Jordan,

Thank you for being the best friend a girl could have while growing up and I don't know how I would have made it this far without you. I remember meeting you for the first time in our foods class and it sparked a long-time friendship. From school dances to sports games to food runs we were always doing it together. Thank you for being the glue in our friend group and always asking people what they are doing and making people do something even if they didn't want to. I'll miss going to the pet store and playing with puppies with you and rollerblading around the lake and hoping that we don't fall. I'll miss your hugs and your house, where I feel like I grew up in too. Thank you for always being upfront and honest with me and telling me the truth when I might not have wanted to hear it but I needed it. Thank you for being my ear to talk to and shoulder to cry on. Thank you for making me go out when I was already ready to get in bed and for always making every time an adventure. You might be moving away, but you will never really be able to get rid of me for good. I can't wait for our next sleepover, even though we both hate them. I'll see ya when I see ya.

Love you long time.

XOXO,

Lo