If we hold on together...

I know my last blog post was about how I am leaving all my friends behind but it is still something that is really weighing me down right now. Two of my friends came to visit me tonight and we had a really good time chatting for almost three hours. They also brought me peanut butter chocolate chip cookies. It really reminded me of how strong of a support group I have and how blessed I am.

I am also going to severely miss my roommates, especially the roommate I actually share a room with. We have become very close this year and I am going to miss the way she reacts to me and all of my ridiculousness. I think we have really grown a lot and learned a lot from each other. It is going to be hard to not see her for a while.

I also realized that I am really glad my roommate from last year and I are still so close. As much as I whined a lot about how I didn't have much of a social life last year, I am glad I spent so much time with my roommate instead. I don't think we would have ever become as good of friends if we hadn't talked for hours practically every night. Because of how different we are, I am pretty sure we would not have become friends without being forced to be together so much.

I was walking home with my ex-roommate and I realized that I don't really have a friend who brings out the same side in me. I am infinitely grateful that we are still friends and that we still spend time together. I think a lot of that is because we still have Icelandic that keeps us connected.

I know that after I get back from my mission, I will still have these friends even if they are not as easily accessible. I also know that I will make new friends and I will still be able to have a strong and loving support system. It is just a sort of bittersweet parting.