They tell you when you’re younger to go to a college far far away from your home.
“You want to grow up independent” “You want to experience life without your family close by”. For some this may be true, but growing up with your family being your best friends, leaving home is hard.
I am 9 hours from my dad and step mom and twenty something from my mom and grandparents. Yes, it was fun at first, experiencing life without my parents, feeling like I had no rules, but after awhile you learn to miss it.
You go to college, get a job, and you no longer can go home. The moments away from home turn into memories not made with your family. Christmas, Thanksgiving, your birthday, spent away at school.
My tale of two cities is not a good one. For I wish to be home, but also enjoying my time at school, this is difficult of course and I’m left with the question wether I should go to another college closer to them or continue to go to my school and miss more holidays and celebrations with them.
This decision becomes harder and harder, but for now they all know, my heart is with them, wherever I decide to go.