My sister and I recently moved out of the house we were living in with our best friends and into an apartment, just the two of us. It’s been a big change, going from living with four others to only living with one other person, as well as transitioning from a house to an apartment. I kind of feel like I’m back in college sometimes, having to carry a key and share laundry machines that are coin-operated, but it’s been a good growing experience as we handle adult things like figuring out how to set up our Internet.
Leaving the Cove was a sad experience for us. We had been so greatly blessed to have the opportunity to live with our best friends for the last year. It certainly didn’t hurt that we had a large house on a lake, but what was most difficult to say goodbye to were the memories we made there. We had our own little farewell to the Cove one night, as our roommate made all of our favorite foods and we reminisced about our favorite memories there together. We ended the night by jumping into the lake, braving the seaweed and cold water to make one more memory together in true Cove fashion before going our separate ways.
We had been having our weekly community gatherings a the house, too, so those had to transition as well. We had a bonfire to commemorate the end of the season there, spending time with one another as we stuffed our faces full of melted marshmallow goodness. We also had another roomie day to fill out the last weekend at the house together, eating our fill of food while watching old Disney Channel shows and just enjoying one another’s presence.
Of course, this is by no means the end of our friendships with one another, but it is most definitely the beginning of a different sort of relationship with the girls we no longer live with. We won’t be seeing them in the kitchen when we get home from work (or venture in there for a midnight snack) or hearing their raucous laughter from the other end of the house when someone says something worthy of a new quote book entry. I’ll miss the spontaneous heart-to-hearts, regular roommate dinners, and the abundance of clothing and jewelry to borrow. But being apart will encourage us to be more intentional about making time to spend with them, and that’s not a bad thing.
Jackie and I have been busy unpacking and trying to find a home for everything in our new place, slowly making it feel more homey. We’re already making plans to have our friends and family over, and I can’t wait to see how God moves in this next season of our lives. I am incredibly thankful for the time we got to spend living at the Cove with our wonderful, kind, creative, lovely friends, and at the same time am eagerly looking forward to spending the next year sharing a space we’re making uniquely ours with my beautiful, sweet, artistic, funny sister. May the memories we make together keep us laughing all our days.