As Cass and I were unpacking our cars and setting up our dorm room for the final time today, we talked about how much has changed over the last three years. How two strangers, one an extrovert and one an introvert, could become best friends and all that we’ve experienced. It really got me thinking and when she left to see some friends, I walked to my favorite quiet spot on campus. I passed the students and families milling about and thought about those early days in my college career and even before.
My past was also a huge part of my early days reconnecting with Steven. He knew where my anxieties came from and offered support just as he had when we were younger and inseparable. My parents married young and my dad thought he was in love, but my mom’s narcissistic tendencies took a toll on him. She kicked him out shortly after I was born and though he fought for me, he was a poor mechanic and ultimately accepted he’d never win.