2015 has been a rough year for a lot of my friends and I. We don’t really know why, but it seems like we’re all in a state of transition and big – sort of negative – life changes are happening to some of us. I’m a big believer in the right timing and things happening for a reason, so of course I’ve been reflecting a lot about this.
What makes me truly happy though, is that these circumstances have made my best friends and I a lot closer over the last few months. And there is no sign of this stopping. I’m full of “friend love” today – in the words of Cammie.
Last weekend I made a trip to Ottawa and hung-out with some of my favourite people. The old Ski & Snowboard club crew from my days at Carleton University. I see the girls a lot, but not the boys. So spending quality time together over a round of jagerbombs (worst choice ever) was just like old times. Unfortunately/Fortunately, I proceeded to get University Daniela drunk, and hit the dance floor at Zaphods (my favourite bar on earth).
There’s no denying that we will remain friends for a long time. We all love each other so much, and have had many adventures together. From going to Mont Tremblant every Sunday, to travelling to Vancouver, living together in Ottawa and growing up – no group of friends truly knows the real me better.
For that reason, I am always my true self with them. I’ve been feeling down lately and trying to gauge what my next moves are going to be. So even after last night’s festivities – dinner with Cams at The Flatiron followed by drinks at Town Crier Pub & Halfway Beer House with everyone else – I’ve never felt more confident in my life choices so far or more like myself again.
I think 2015 has purposely brought us all together to remind us of how strong our friendships really are – despite living in different cities. It has been showing me how much they mean to me more and more as we head into summer. I don’t know what I would do without these beautiful, somewhat classy, people. Next stop, Ottawa in July for Hope Volleyball.