I miss you Maren. I miss you radiating happiness over anyone that was around you. I miss you being so good at whatever and all you were doing that you made being class president, honors student, talent show winner, swim team manager, drama club kid, and friend to anyone who needed one look easy. You did so much more than all those things too, I don’t understand how you remained sane. It was just because you’re Maren. I’ll always admire your passion about anything that was put in front of you, no one could fill your shoes. You made me feel fearless, just the tone of your voice when you would laugh and say “then TAKE A SQUAT girl!” When I had to pee so bad that one night we went to a park in the middle of no where, which was YOUR idea by the way. I’m already thinking to you Maren, talking to you inside my head as if you can hear me. It blows my mind how you’re affecting my thought process. When I’m alone and I talk out loud, I’m not just talking to myself like I’m crazy anymore, I’m talking to you Maren. I’ll never forget our memories together, memories like this night, memories from elementary/middle/high school, memories from the drama club when you were the first one there and the last one to leave. You helped paint the set right after you got your freaking nails done for prom Maren! Anyone else would have skipped out. You were so dedicated. And I’ll never forget the childhood memories from all the neighborhood kid hangouts. We would all meet by your house, your house was the center of it all. I remember Miranda and I meeting up to walk to your house and talking about what we were going to do that day. I remember you taking pictures of us for that one story you were writing. I remember you telling me I was beautiful after I pointed out a flaw I found in myself, like my freckles or my chubby cheeks or how I hated the way my hair was growing in. And when you said “Hey girl, shut up you’re beautiful.” I would actually start believing it. You had that kind of power Maren. You touched all your friends and families hearts in ways that will never be forgotten. Everyone who met you or even knew of you knows that you were the most gorgeous girl with a heart of gold. I know we’re not alone, you’re here with us crying and laughing. You’re still here with us every day. Thank you for last night, when you made “Home” show up on the game “heads up” we were all together playing. You brought us all together in that moment, all of your friends no matter how different we are are together now for you and you know it. Your smiling face is shown in every one of our faces. Thank you so much for being there, always.