I've known Jarah for 7 years, and she's been my best friend pretty much since we got to know each other. We've never had an actual fight, or even a disagreement.
She's a year younger than me, and incredibly smart, though most times she doesn't act it.
She's my little sister, and according to my grandmothers, my lesbian lover (long story).
I don't think I'd be able to be a military SO without her to support me and treat me to ice cream during bad breakdowns.
She is my rock, and I love her. I don't know what I'm going to do in the fall when she'll be living an hour away instead of 15 minutes.

The girl next to me in that picture is my support, my sister, my best friend, my nurse, my lesbian lover, and (before Patrick) my everything.