#photographicmemory is a feature in which someone sends in a nostalgic photo of themselves and writes about it. It was created because sometimes you can find out more about a person by asking them to describe a photo than by asking them a ton of questions. It was also created because it’s nice to look at pretty photos.
This is a picture of me and my best friend Lara.
In this photo we were on the plane coming to Edinburgh, super excited because we had decided to study there together.
Little did we know what the year had in store for us. It did not take long for university to tear us apart. We were both growing in opposite directions, and we struggled with the fact that now, for once in our lives, we maybe did not want the same things. Before we knew it, we changed from being best friends, to being strangers, passing by each other without even a smile.
Everyone around us was shocked. We had always ben two peas in a pod, and before university the longest we’d ever spent apart, without seeing or talking to each other, was probably only an hour or two. But this time, it was a year; for one whole year, we didn’t speak or hang out. We were frustrated and angry because we didn’t share the most exciting first year of university together.
Lara, and I have always been different, she’s emotional, I’m practical. She holds on to things, I avoid them, she cries, and I block my emotions. Our differences, did not help us in saving our friendship; and it took losing my best friend for me to learn what love is.
After a year apart, not sharing stories, about nights out, guys, drama with girls, family, break ups, grades, travels; Lara and I were able to overcome everything; and we are now best friends, sisters again, with a bond stronger than the one we had before.
It was hard losing my best friend, but it was beautiful having my sister back again. And here is what Lulu (that’s what I call her) taught me.
She taught me that when you love, you forgive, NO MATTER what, she taught me that its okay to hurt, and let someone dig holes in your heart, because then you’ll have more space to feel love, she taught me that there is nothing you can’t come back from, and too late is not a word that love knows, she taught me how to trust, and that when I’m tired I can lay down with her until I’m ready for her to pick me up again. She taught me that crying isn’t sad, its actually funny when you look at the mirror and see how weird your face looks, she taught me what it means to call someone home; home is unconditional love; and I am so grateful to have that in my life.
I love you Lulu, my sister – and my home.
Jude Sabha is a second year student at Edinburgh University. She studies international relations. She’s a big fan of the Great Gatsby and her dream is to become a high school teacher so if you’re lucky Jude may teach your future children. She also started a blog recently in which she rants about art. Here lies said blog: Arty Whispers.
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