Fallen Dreams

One cold October night.

You don't usually think that anything can come from a dreary month. 

I turned off my car in the driveway of my best friend's house. 

I felt so incredibly happy and just sat in awe for a few moments. 

I knew that this was a night I would remember for a long time, the memories I was sure to make with my friends.

Yet little did I know, for how long. 

Looking up into the night sky, little snowflakes filled the air. 

The smell of winter, that just cannot be described.

I put my hands in the pockets of my coat. 

All I could say was, 

woah. i am so blessed. 

Walking into the warm house, the sound of chatter filled the air.

An occasionally candle was burning off the scent of fall smells. 

"Lauren!" I felt a pair of arms circle me, and another, and another.

Tears glistened in my eyes, and I tried to contain them.

Ella grabbed my hand and led me into another room.

"Girl, we need to talk. Guess who's here?" 

"Who?" I sat on her bed and tried to think of who was here that I wasn't expecting. 

Her eyes sparkled and there was joy that was bubbling out of her.

"Landen is here."

"Ella...he's in New York working with the mission house."

"No, he's not."

I blinked. "He's actually here?"

I practically ran out of the room and into the dining room, with Ella behind me.

I wandered from room to room, admiring the decorations and interior design Ella had worked so long on.
Eventually I had gone to all the rooms, but I still couldn't find him anywhere.
I shrugged to myself. "Ella is crazy."
I knew that Landen was off in New York doing mission work. It was hard for him to leave for four weeks, but it was also really hard for the rest of us.
Ella and CJ had been married for about five years, and had been a huge part in bringing us to meet each other.

I remembered the times that Ella told me about how Landen's face lit up when she told him about me. How she was so convinced that she was going to make sure we met each other.
As soon as I got to know him, and started to realize how much I appreciated his personality, it was time for him to leave.
I sighed, and walked back into the kitchen.