Three.

Do you have that someone? Or those someone's? Those people in your life that you just love. That you couldn't live without.

The ones you could laugh about anything with. The ones who hold you when you cry. And listen when all you really need to do is talk. The ones who don't judge you when you have zit medicine all over your face, or haven't showered in 3 days (who says I am talking about me?!). The ones who will eat cake with you at 2 am just so that you feel justified. The ones that just get you.

Maybe it's a childhood friend. Maybe its sisters. Or cousins. Or neighbors. Whoever it is, it doesn't matter. Because you love them. And they love you.

Do you have those?

I do. I could name a whole bunch of them. Not because I'm cool, or because I'm popular. But because I'm very lucky. And very blessed.

My sisters. My cousin. My mom. My best friends growing up.

But right now I want to tell you about three very special ones. Three people who have seen me through it all. Three people who will never, ever know how much I need them. How much my life has been changed because of them. And how deeply grateful I am for each of them. For their different personalities. For the way we mesh so well together. For the way they make me feel, and the person they are helping me become.

#1. A small blonde from North Ogden. Let me tell you a little bit about her. Her name is Emily. She can still buy her shoes in the children's section. So lucky. She cries whenever she laughs really hard. She laughs... a lot. And I love it. She loves to takes long showers. She has tiny hands. She gives everyone a second chance. She loves babies. She eats mashed potatoes with her soup (and I don't mean on the side...actually in it!!) She tries hard in school, and does well because of it. She always gives the benefit of the doubt. She doesn't let the little things get to her. We both have to have our nails painted. We laugh together. We talk about everything. She gives me advice. We scratch backs. We read the same books. We go through the same challenges. We help each other. And I honestly couldn't live without her.

#2. The world's best friend. Her name is Shelby. She is the definition of genuine. Pure and sweet. She is an extremely deep sleeper. She would never do anything to hurt anyone. She is the favorite aunt. She forgives easily. And loves freely. She thinks the best of everyone. Even when they don't deserve it. We both love milk. We eat oreos together. We wear funny socks. We take naps on our couches in the front room. We love rings. We share our dreams with each other. We do things together. Anything...and everything. She makes me want to be better. And I know I'll never be the same having known her.

#3. Last but not least, Aubry. The life of the party. She doesn't have a negative bone in her body. She loves ice cream. She cooks....and it always turns out perfect. She would do anything for the people she loves. And she does. She's always happy. She gives good hugs. She listens when she doesn't have to. She's smart. We have dance parties together. We both live in the basement. We both love harry potter. We share clothes. I tell her my secrets....and she keeps them. She makes me happy when I can't seem to find anything thats going right in my life. She appreciates my craziness, and will be crazy right along with me. She makes me feel loved. She never judges me. And together, we could get through anything.

My someone's. My roommates.

Sometimes we do funny things. Lots of times we do hard things. Sometimes we are scared. Often times we are overwhelmed...and don't know where to go next. Sometimes we have sleepovers in our family room. Sometimes we get ice cream (okay...let's be honest USUALLY we get ice cream...) Lots of times we eat dinner together. And watch movies. We go to the library together. We paint nails. We make costumes. We do each other's hair. We talk. And talk. And talk. And I've come to realize I love it all.

Every second of hardship. Every minute of laughter. Every set back. Every bump in the road. Every "A" on that test, and every date with that cute guy. I wouldn't trade any of it. Not for the world.

Which is weird.

Because lots of times it isn't fun. Why? Because there's nothing fun about a heart break. And there's nothing happy about making mistakes. Yet I wouldn't take anything back. I wouldn't fix that broken heart or erase those little mistakes. Because we are doing it together. All of it. From the easy and fun, to the hard- and the hurt.

And we love every second of it not because of what we are going through, but because of who we are going through it with.

So to my roommates on this cold November night, I thank you. For everything you give me. Everything you add to my life. I love you. Every part of every one of you. And I honestly couldn't imagine sharing my life with anyone else. Thank you for not just being my roommates. And not just my best friends.

Thank you for being a part of me.

With all the love in my heart,

Rach.