There’s something magical about friendships that withstand the test of time and distance. My recent visit to Brookfield, Wisconsin (near Milwaukee) with my college roommate, Elizabeth, perfectly captures that magic.
When I first met Elizabeth, her campus nickname “Psycho” didn’t exactly sound promising. Hearing “Oh, lucky you! You’re rooming with Psycho!” as a nervous freshman was initially intimidating. Little did I know that this nickname – far from being a warning – was a badge of her vibrant, larger-than-life personality.
Elizabeth was everything I wasn’t: loud where I was quiet, outgoing where I was reserved, bold where I was hesitant. She was a year older, infinitely wiser, and seemed to know everyone on campus. Within moments of moving in, I found myself swept into her world – instant friends, insider tips on the best professors, and a front-row seat to campus life through her eyes.
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