In May of 1999 I graduated from high school. At the ripe old age of 18 I was confident I could venture into the world free from parental wings and everything would be perfect. (18 year olds can be very naive) I went off to college a whole 2 hours away from home. I packed excitedly so ready to be on my own. My parents drove me to school (I had no car the first year) and shortly thereafter I was alone in my dorm room. Such a lonely feeling came over me! I wouldn't be seeing my parents everyday or my brothers and sisters. I knew very few people. A few people from high school, but no one from church.
Over the next couple weeks by wonderful miracle a whole group of girls in the same dorm found each other. We began a scripture group which met every night and slowly a few more people from other dorms joined us. Over time boyfriends of some came and went and a few guy friends game to stay. Our first year in college was filled with memories...potluck dinners, institute activities, late night walks, bus rides, birthday parties, singing, missionary farewells. The bulk of girls then moved on to live in the same apartment complex...dubbed "the pink apartments." As one would get married we would re-arrange living situations and room mates. The next three years we continued nightly scripture study...although as time went on and people got busier with their later years of school the number of nights waxed and waned at times. Over these three years we had many bridal showers, some started families, guys went on missions, and we made more memories.
Although we have lost touch with some there is a group of us that still keep in touch. We have had a few get togethers and getaways, and we always enjoy our summer survey (basically all summer we email fun questions and answers back and forth to everyone...it becomes very confusing but I look forward to a full email inbox with emails from people I actually know) Some are out of state, many of us have growing families, but I still hold a very special part in my heart for those wonderful people, especially the girls that have helped me through good and bad. I love them all. I have other wonderful friends whom I met before and after college, and I know I will have more in the future, but these girls hold a special part of me, and although we are spread over and busy with separate lives now, I will always remember these girls as we went from girlhood to womanhood together.
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I love you too Kendra.
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