They can get difficult, They can get complicated but I feel that’s only if you let them become that way.
At the moment I feel so blessed to call my friends, MY friends. It’s true what the say, ‘you never really know a person until you’ve lived with them’ and my boarding experience at SMB has taught me that. (This should probably be posted at the end of my time here, but I can’t help gushing about my amazing friends).
I feel like because of them, I’ve had room to grow as a person. Now that doesn’t mean we haven’t had our sheer amount of ups and downs but it just means that as I’m finding myself, I feel lucky that I’m doing so amidst such beautiful and diverse personalities that strengthen my outlook on life in different ways.
Whenever Camilla or Ife make a joke, I’m reminded of the beauty in laughter and enjoying life as you live it.
Whenever Gwendolyne has deep chats with me or shares her love of fashion with me, I’m reminded of the beauty of sharing and uttering words of positivity that will edify the soul.
Whenever Vanessa smiles at me, I’m reminded of the beauty in seeing so much of yourself in another person and how friends can truly be the family you pick yourself.
Whenever Ghislaine makes her hilarious lound and outlandish comments on the dinner table, I’m reminded of the beauty in letting go and being comfortable in saying what’s on your mind around those you love.
These people have helped shaped who I am today and I am so grateful that God has placed me in the position of calling them MY friends.
My timidity and fear has the opportunity to be healed partly due to their insane support, even when they are unaware of it.
So Thank You #BusheyGang for blessing me with memories that I’ll never forget and will cherish for as long as I can remember! (LOL, going to see them all at dinner in like 30 minutes but I mean, what’s true is true!)
When you find friends that are worth fighting for, hold onto them.
Peace & Love,