Funny. Loves to laugh. Adores music. Feels through her smile. Inquisitive. Beautiful. Creative. Loud.
The things that I could say about this girl could go on forever. The divine setup of this friendship is hard to ignore. The kind of random that screams in your face,
“Hey! I love you, here’s a gift! – God.”
From her impeccable taste in music, to her inspiring drive to grow and to dig deeper into her relationship with people and with the Lord, Tess has quickly become one of my best friends. She is someone who makes you want to learn about something new, she’s a pusher. She is someone who very well might ask you the question you have been avoiding for years of your life. She doesn’t avoid the hard stuff in any way but, she implements a new joy, a freedom, into the conversation afterwards. She always leaves a room on a high note. She capitalizes on her statements and everything she says has weight to it. She is one of the most creative people I have met at Liberty but it’s interesting because she doesn’t flaunt it. It makes her talent almost more appealing because she’s exploding with it but very humbly.
I think one of the coolest parts of our new friendship is that we will both agree that we weren’t looking for or “in need of” a new friend. I had a pretty solid group that I was really thrilled with and she is graduating in May and has an amazing group of friends too. So, when we sat together in our December intensive, I know that neither of us knew we would become so close. A few intensive days later and a quick chat about our favorite films and I knew I at least wanted to get to know her better. Soon after this meeting we grabbed lunch one day and I was telling her about how badly I wanted to go to this art museum in D.C. she, very seriously, said “let’s go. This weekend.” Hmm. I mean okay, why not? We left that Friday afternoon, drove to D.C., got there and everything was closed due to wind. Just our luck lol. But, like everything else in her life she embraced the moment and we ran with it. One of the most classic days of all time for sure. We just ate, a ton. But I won’t ever forget sitting in Chinatown in D.C. eating edamame and overly expensive rice while listening to Pokerface and watching this girl light up and start dancing in her seat. It was an awesome day, one filled with nonstop conversation.
Tess is one of the most talented writers I know and I have only read a few of her pieces. But, they bring me to tears almost every time. Her vulnerability on paper is shocking and it’s something that emulates her heart so well. It’s beautiful and messy and deep and yearns for growth and healing in the Lord. I mean, what more do you need? She runs the race so beautifully and said to me last night, “It’s like I’m running a marathon and I’m so close to the finish line but I keep falling. Which is fine. I’ve always likes bruises anyways” This girl is an inspiration on so many levels, she is a fighter for the truth and a sucker for a good song. She feels on every level and has figured out how to manifest that in a beautiful form of expression. She loves the Lord with everything in her even in suffering. She encapsulates my "what an honor" motto in such a beautiful way. She is wise beyond her years and so sturdy you could lean on her in a hurricane.
Tess, thank you for being my friend. Thank you for sitting with me in DIGI and for listening to me talk about my favorite movies for probably too long. Thank you for loving car rides and for sitting on top of my car with me late on a school night. Thank you trusting me and for allowing me into your world. Thank you for asking the really hard questions and for being brutally honest in the best possible way. Thank you for your smile and the constancy it brings in my life. Thank you for running this race for me, it has been an honor so far. Let’s keep running together for a while, we are good pace partners and I think our time is going to be worth it. If you read this in the Bahamas please pet a pig for me and if you go diving you’re doing it for me as well so I can stop worrying about doing it when we’re adults. Beauty from ashes babe. Love you so much.