So I have this funny story about how I met my best friend:
It was the first day of my freshman year of college. My boyfriend at the time had told me that he wouldn't talk to me until I made at least one friend.
Enter Steph.
The friendship that has grown between us, as well as the friendships that followed in the last four years have been such a blessing to my life. And as my time at Calvin nears an end I can't help but be apprehensive about the fact that I will be moving away from these people. Nor can I help but reflect on how much each of these friendships has impacted my life. How wonderful is it that God blesses us with friends? With a community of people that is there to share in our individual happiness, sadness, and anger? And how wonderful is it that my friends, my community of support, just so happens to be the best one on the face of this planet? I'm not biased. This is just the way it is.
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