i will never forget the day i met steffi. we met at a cultural-fest of some sort through our mutual friend robert. he was a bit preoccupied with another girl who came with us, so steffi and i bonded over the fact we were both extremely homesick. she’s from Stuttgart, so we were both new to Kiel. she was one of my first good friends i met during my time in kiel, and she quickly deemed us “soul sisters from different worlds.” let’s be honest, i knew we were destined to be best friends when, after only knowing each other for less than two hours, she had convinced me to get on stage and dance with this weird band. alone. it was in that moment of her cheering me on at the top of her lungs, and everyone in the room staring at our shenanigans, when i just knew she was one of those friends you have for life.
it’s been hard being home, after forging such amazing friendships in Germany, but every single day we send each other a heads-up “just thinking about you” message. we don’t have much time to chat (darn that time difference!) but it’s one of those friendships where, when you do eventually catch up, it’s like picking up right from where you left off. in my opinion, that’s one of the surest signs of a true friendships.
lately, when i’m feeling a bit wonky, or just blue, i replay the one of the last conversations steffi and i had before i returned back home. she was so sweet and knowing how anxious, unsure, and overall terrified i am about what’s to come, she pulled me aside to speak to me.
this is the gist of what she told me:
this is your adventure. it belongs to nobody else. it is yours alone. you focus on your adventure, do not seek love, you are the one who will be loved. you seek the world, love will seek you out. do not worry. it will come. but never settle.
even though i was my usual, sassy/turn everything into a joke, self, steffi always had this ability to sense what was really up. she was freakishly good at that. and most of all, she could look through my silliness and see what was really weighing heavy on my heart. girl has a gift.
the most brilliant thing about my coming home was the amount of wisdom my german friends imparted on me before i left. i had so many thought-provoking, heart-awakening conversations with dear friends. i now realize why there are so many great german philosophers, writers and poets; those germans, they get right to down the soul stuff, ya know?
and i will forever be grateful that steffi always, always, spoke with me in german. she not only boosted my german skills, she boosted my courage.