I thought going to college away from home was going to make coming here for 9 months a piece of cake. Surely I would miss home during Thanksgiving and Christmas, but that’s to be expected, right? Well, I have been here for a little under two months, and I am already starting to miss my family. I talk to and FaceTime them often, but nothing compares to the hugs and kisses from loved ones on a consistent basis. Some of the things that have eased my pain though are the people who I can consider family here. My teammates are awesome and they take really good care of me. A couple of their families have also taken me under their wing. I’ve been invited two or three places for both Thanksgiving and Christmas, and they assure me that there’s always a place for me at their table. Being away from home is harder than I thought it would be, and May seems far away, but knowing that I have people willing to treat me like family in the meantime means more to me than they know.
