Yesterday was my last day in Boston for a month and while this was hard for me to wrap my mind around, it didn’t exactly sadden me either. The hard thing for me to deal with is that I’ve started to consider Boston to be my home. I’ve gotten used to the city and the transit and even started looking for apartments. I thought it would take me much longer to get adjusted, but it’s been pretty quick. And I think that’s largely due to who I’m surrounded by.
My group of friends in here at BU is made up of some of the most open-hearted girls I’ve ever met. I’ve never been the kind of girl who surrounds herself with other girls. Growing up, I had close female friends, but I certainly was closer with boys. Coming here, it’s strange (in the best of ways) to have a solid group of girls to turn to. Last night, saying goodbye to them was hard, but knowing that I’ll get to say hello to them again in only four weeks is worth the wait. It’s surprising to me that people with such different backgrounds and lives can connect and come together so nicely.
Growing up, I got along much better with adults than with people my own age. I felt more comfortable talking to them than talking to my peers, probably because I mostly talked to my parents when I was younger. While I certainly had plenty of friends, I never felt like I could fully connect with most of them, simply because we seemed to be at different points in our lives; them at the literal age they were and me at a perpetual 35 years old. I was always aware of this disconnect, and came to think of it as the norm. Now, I’m thankful that I’m good at talking to people much older than me, but I’m also so thankful to have finally found people my age who I can fully connect with as well. It’s been too long.
So, with that said, this post goes out to my BU girls, whom I love with every ounce of my being. Sophie, Hannah, Laura, Molly, Alyssa, Mackenzie, and Mariel, thanks for being my spiritual sisters, my go-to advice givers, my insta obsessions, my oracles, my personal stylists, and most importantly, my best friends. How lucky I am to have friends like you that make saying goodbye so difficult.