I will forever be a firm believer that when you find a good friend, never let that friendship escape you. Even though I have been living and making friends for 23 years, I have befriended people who have come and gone but have also befriended some incredible people and who have stayed in my life even with being hundreds and hundreds of miles away.
Moving to Florida has definitely had its fair share of ups and downs but the biggest one has to be the people that I have grown exceptionally close to are no longer a 30 minute or hour drive away. I don’t see them at work anymore, or plan day trips to hang out in the city with them anymore. Now, all of that time is centered around finding space in our busy schedules to FaceTime at more than likely 10p.m. or later when we both struggle to stay awake.
But I’ll take it. Adulting is hard and having someone that you can rant to and they do the same to you, and then laugh about how ridiculous all of it is beats the pains of finding that time to make it happen.
At the time, I maybe wasn’t so thankful that Kristin came up to me in Professor Soloski’s class to ask where she could find a copy of The New York Times before the morning’s news quiz. And I maybe wasn’t so thankful about having to drive two and a half hours on a Saturday morning to Peachtree City with a coworker, Avery, I barely knew. Looking back at it though, I couldn’t be more thankful for it.
Kristin and Avery have been two people that have become my unlikely best friends and there is no point in time where I can definitely say “this is where we became friends.” It just kind of happened.
Between navigating Mark Johnson’s photojournalism classes, being editors at The Red&Black, and graduating into a world of many uncertainties, Kristin and I have been inseparable. In college, where one was, the other was there too. That didn’t always apply post-graduation but we made sure that when one of us was feeling down or stuck creatively, we pushed each other to get where we needed to be. Plus, we still talk every day, even if that just equates to an obscure Snapchat sent to each other to keep the streak going.
With Avery, that trip to Peachtree City somehow started a great friendship that probably would have never happened if neither of us ended up working at Cady. From complaining about our other coworkers and how we never got scheduled together because we were “too good” of photographers to be on the same team, it was always going to be a good day when our schedules lined up to give us enough time to be able to do just that. I still don’t know how we got so close so fast but that was all kind of thrown into chaos when I realized I was moving. I can still remember Avery saying “how are you going to get me to like you so much and then you just leave?” (I promise it didn’t sound as mean in real life.)
Thankfully, these two ladies and I have kept up with each other, even if it can be infrequent. If you’ve got a good one in your life, check up on them more. Make sure they’re good and let them know you’re good too. It makes a world of difference.