Wednesday, June 8, 2011

A Letter to Cole-Slaw

Dear Colette, 

It seemed like only yesterday I moved into the halls of West AJ and started my adventures at Virginia Tech. It quickly became apparent that my roommate was a "princess" in more than one sense of the word. I watched my parents start the six hour drive back home, and knots of dread filled my stomach as I wondered how I would make it through the year being so far away from everything I was familiar with. 

Then I met this girl next door who also had a crazy roommate (although crazy in a completely different way). We commiserated over how we could have possibly ended up in a situation like this, and quickly bonded over Deets ice cream. Oh my goodness, how much do you miss Deet's ice cream?!? Little did I know then that we were placed in those rooms so that we could end up becoming best of friends. 

You were the Blink 182 poster to my Monet. The free spirit to my overly cautious mindset. The techno music to my pop. The Aurora to my Belle. The Cole-Slaw to my Katie-Did. But for as different as we were, we were also a lot alike....we ruled over the study room at the end of the hall working our backsides off for those good grades, and unknowingly, as a joke, we even bought each other matching princess tiaras for our birthday. The year was filled with ups, and downs, and lots of ketchup. But somehow we survived. And then we made the decision to be roommates for the rest of our time together at college. 

Looking back, the years seemed to fly by. There were lots of good times, crazy times and a good amount of late night talks.  But through it all, you were always by my side. Before we knew it, graduation came and we had to move our separate ways. It was scary and exciting all at the same time (mostly scary though). 

Then one day you called me up and told me about this guy you met through work. I knew right away that he was different than all of the other guys you dated. Well, for one, he wasn't American (hello, charming British accent!), but more than that, he was confident, funny, intelligent, worldly and adventurous. The perfect fit for someone who was the product of parents that met in the Peace Corps. And when I finally met him in person, it confirmed what I already knew...he was the one for you. You had finally found your "prince charming." 

A few years went by, and an amazing proposal came on a hiking trip. You both then set off to travel around the world for a year, before coming home to plan your wedding. The wedding that will finally be here after two long years this weekend! Tomorrow, Ryan and I will hop on a plane and fly all the way to Sedbergh to celebrate with you and James. We could not be any more excited for you both! 

This is just the beginning of a life filled with even more wonderful adventures, happiness (and probably lots of ketchup). Thank you so much for always being there for me, and I can't wait to be there for you as you start your married life together! 

Hokie Hugs and Lots o' Love, 



Samantha said...

I lived in WAJ too! gotta love it. And Deet's.. too dangerous being right there!!

bwilkening said...

I miss those days too! I felt like you two lived across the hall, not down the hall from me! I never would have made it through biology if it weren't for the two of you! Or the freshman business classes or my communication classes sophmore year without you guys!

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