My dearest Maggie Brim. Mags.
You are more than you could ever know. More loving, more generous, more humorous, more brave. And I could not be more proud to be your friend. Since I first met you you have inspired me in so many ways. But you’ve also grounded me. From the late night talks on the couch to the (very) early morning car ride back from Florida, you have always given me the space to talk freely and open my heart and thoughts. In my most anxious times, you anchored me. In my happiest times, you cheered for me. In my hardest times, you listened to me.
F*ck I’m crying.
Before I get so overly sappy and emotional, what I am trying to say is I love you. You have done so much for me and I hope I can return the favor in your future journey. Moving to a new country where you know no one isn’t going to be easy, but in this day and age you are never alone. I mean seriously. I can’t get rid of our friends, it’s almost like they care about me. And trust me, they care about you too. So while you may not immediately have the same support system in Ghana that you do in Columbus, we’re truly not far away. In fact, I will be in the same time zone! Which reminds me, don’t think you can get rid of me so easily just by moving halfway across the world. I look forward to the day I can scratch Ghana off my scratch map 🙂
So Mags, be scared. Be nervous. Be anxious. Be worried. But never forget, you come from a very large family of strong, confident women who will always be by your side ready to back you up as you take on the world. Keep writing, keep dreaming, and please keep snapchatting me.
Love you to the moon and back,