Two stories

Alright so I realize it's been awhile since I last posted anything... and it was awhile before that one too.

I had high hopes for this semester... like every other time I come back to this school to room with the same girls since my very first freshman fall '07 semester.

Every semester I have hope that it will be like our first. That fall '07 I laughed until I cried on a daily basis. None of us went anywhere, we just stayed in our little cozy dorm keeping each other company. We cooked meals for each other. We stayed up late talking. We even made plans to all live in the same neighborhood when we got married so our kids could grow up together. We took road trips together. We had week long sleepovers in the living room, we were all each other had, we relied on each other, we became each other's family.



Summer '08 semester wasn't the same as Fall '07, but it was still good. We went out camping, we went on bike rides, we went swimming, hiking, shopping, and road trips. We had apartment dinners together, and we had apartment prayer together.

Fall '08 semester we still did some things together, we sometimes had dinner together, we sometimes said family prayer, we met up for lunch ever tuesday and thursday, and we watched devotional together.

Summer '09 semester, this semester, we hardly do any of those things. We don't do dinner. We SOMETIMES say prayers together... although they're more apartment prayers than they are family prayers (its like we're just roommates... not friends, let alone family). We rarely go to devotional together, rarely do we do our Tuesdays and Thursday lunches, we never go on road trips, we never go on hikes, nor biking, nor swimming, we don't even stay up late talking and gigglying. I miss those days.

Every semester since fall '07, I hope and pray that it will be like it. Instead, it seems as though we are drifting farther and farther apart. We've met different groups, we're in different clubs, different classes, different majors. What used to make our apartment unique (all the different personalities) is now pulling us apart. At the beginning of each semester I'll have flashes of fall '07 together, then flashes of summer semester, then flashes of fall. Will I have flashes of this one? Is this the end. Our apartment used to be the meeting place, a place where people would be drawn towards. This isn't really the case anymore, no one is really ever home. And so I wonder, what lies ahead?

I love my girls and I always will, I just miss them. They're in the same house and I feel like they're miles away.