Despite my slight aversion to Greyhound (I've just happened to have awful experiences in the past from getting hit on by a passenger to heaving in unhealthy amounts of fast food to screaming babies and crazy delays), I gave it another shot and came away quite satisfied.
No, it was not due to the cheap price nor the surprisingly punctual departure and arrival of my bus rides. It was instead due to the anticipation of seeing my college besties and the memories of the weekend that made the return easier. Oh, how I missed these sisters.
As we age together, may we always remember the foundation of this friendship. Our faith in a God that is bigger than the intricate plans we have together. I praise God for the ways in which He has knitted us together--from the day we set foot on campus to the day we got to witness our dear sister try on her white dress 6 years later. God, you are so so faithful.
