It’s the end of an era

Rachel: I mean we’re not, we’re not gonna live together anymore?
Monica: No.
Rachel: What? Oh my God! I’m gonna miss you so much!
Monica: I’m gonna miss you!
Rachel: I mean it’s the end of an era!
Monica: I know!

Two summers ago I moved in with my friend Ash. We knew each other fairly well, but still had a lot of getting to know one another. While it took some time and communication to get into a living routine, we quickly progressed into close friends, best friends, and finally family.

It was easy to live with her. We liked the same things: strong coffee, red wine, fitness, eating healthy, driving fast, going to the beach, road trips, watching Friends…you know, the simple things. We also appreciated the complicated: discussing relationships, our faith, the power and influence of our words and actions, and the constant desire to live a bigger story.

Visiting Ash over the long weekend gave us some time to reminisce (and laugh) about the ridiculous escapades we often found/find ourselves in. There’s always been something about our friendship that drives us to seek out some form of adventure and excitement. I know it’s going to take some time to adjust living apart, but I also know that small little anecdotes are going to keep the memories fresh.

It is the end of an era. Here’s to new adventures.

About a month ago, I wrote a guest post on Ashley’s blog. The post articulates (the best words can) the special moments shared during our time living together. You can read it here.