10 Things You're Too Prideful To Admit You Missed About Home

10 Things You're Too Prideful To Admit You Missed About Home

It's OK, we can keep it our little secret.

With spring semester coming to a close, the majority of us have been forced to return home to those towns we have kind of separated ourselves from since school began in August. College brought us a new daily routine, new places to hangout, and new activities that we have grown accustomed to. While we love college, more than anything, there really is no place like home and whether we want to admit it or not, there are parts of our hometown we are pleasantly surprised to have back in our lives. Here are 10 things you are too prideful to admit you missed about being away from home.

1. Your parents' morning routine.

Whether your parents wake up a little early, sit and discuss the morning news over a cup of coffee or they roll out of bed 30 minutes late and spend the entire morning screaming at your younger siblings, nothing makes you feel at home like that same morning routine you remember from high school. While chicken-minis from Chick-fil-A are great and grabbing Starbucks from the student center was convenient, nothing beats a breakfast with the family and your mom’s eggs. College mornings are spent one of three ways: sneaking around quietly as not to wake your roommate up, in pure agony as punishment from the night before, or rushing around because you slept in. It's nice to slip back into a normal routine, and it is something you probably didn’t realize you missed until you re-experienced it.

2. Your bathroom.

If you were lucky enough to live in an apartment then this feeling might not be as strong as it is for us dorm guys and gals. Sharing a bathroom is no walk in the park, especially when you take into account the size of dorm life bathrooms. Being able to shower without consulting your roommates, having no time limit when it comes to getting ready, and just the privacy that comes with a place of your own is so refreshing. You never really think about how important a bathroom is to your sanity until you have stayed in a dorm for a while.

3. Your favorite restaurant.

Whether it’s a small town diner, cafe, pizza joint or BBQ smokehouse, we all have that one restaurant that is signature to our hometown. And, oh have we missed it. Nothing says home like walking into that one restaurant and ordering your favorite thing with people that are native to your town. You’ve yet to find a place like it and you probably never will. Listening to the regular guests’ conversations and seeing that nothing has changed a bit makes this eating establishment so very much a part of your home experience.

4. Your high school friends.

While college friends are gold, and there are times you are so glad you branched out, nothing compares to those people who you have known since birth. Talking about old prom memories, your teachers and friends you haven’t seen in forever and all the new memories you have made since college is so much fun. These are the people you don’t have to explain your quirky habits to, the people that know what you want for dinner without asking, and the people you are comfortable being honest with; it is so refreshing to have them around.

5. Your "downtown."

It’s the place that ties your specific city together. Whether it's the bustling streets of a big city or the quaint antique shops of a small southern town we all love to be in the heart of our hometown. It is the place that centralizes all the town residents and it is the best representation of your town’s soul. While we enjoyed the adventure that came with navigating and learning our respective college city’s downtown, there is nothing like walking the streets that you claim as your own.

6. Your high school.

You can pretend you hate it. That you’re so glad you’ve moved on and past that part of your life. While this may be completely accurate, driving by your old stomping grounds definitely gets you in your feels. You miss the easy going flow of high school. Those were the days free of true responsibilities, bills or GPAs that stick with you forever. So while college may have been where you found yourself and where you are the happiest, going home makes you reminisce on those high school days.

7. Your church.

While you may have found a new place of worship in your college town, it is so nice to be able to walk into a sanctuary that you call home. It’s awesome to sit in those pews that you are most comfortable with and to talk with people you know.

8. Your parents' incessant questions.

You roll your eyes every time they ask, but deep down you have missed your mom questioning your every move, your dad’s interrogation every time you come in from being out and them both inquiring about who you are texting. The freedom of college is definitely something you’ll grow to appreciate over the summer, but sometimes, just sometimes, being momma and daddy’s baby is fun.

9. Your younger siblings.

You’ve probably been arguing since you got back to make up for lost time, but you’ve missed their stupid pranks, their dumb jokes, and the way they eat the last piece of pizza. Siblings are so special and they have been one of the most missed things while you’ve been away at college.

10. Your room.

It’s your palace. It holds all your photos, all your memories, and it’s the place you can completely be you. You can dance around in your underwear, watch as much Netflix as you want, and basically do whatever it is you want with no questions. While we claimed to have loved our dorm and loved our roommate, we can’t help but indulge in the solitude of our own room. Being able to spend time with yourself for the first time in forever is a treat and one of the best parts of being back home.
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When you make a girl an aunt, you make her the happiest girl in the world.


My brother and his wife recently blessed our family with the sweetest bundle of joy on planet earth. OK, I may be a little bias but I believe it to be completely true. I have never been baby crazy, but this sweet-cheeked angel is the only exception. I am at an age where I do not want children yet, but being able to love on my nephew like he is my own is so satisfying.

When you make a girl an aunt, you make her a very protective person.

From making sure the car seat is strapped in properly before every trip, to watching baby boy breathe while he sleeps, you'll never meet someone, besides mommy and daddy of course, who is more concerned with the safety of that little person than me.

When you make a girl an aunt, you give her a miniature best friend.

There is something about an aunt that is so fun. An aunt is a person you go to when you think you're in trouble or when you want something mom and dad said you couldn't have. An aunt is someone who takes you to get ice cream and play in the park to cool down after having a temper tantrum. I can't wait to be the one he runs to.

When you make a girl an aunt, she gets to skip on the difficulty of disciplining.

Being an aunt means you get to be fun. Not to say I wouldn't correct my nephew if he were behaving poorly, but for the most part, I get to giggle and play and leave the hard stuff for my brother.

When you make a girl an aunt, you give her the best listening ears.

As of right now I only listen to the sweet coos and hungry cries but I am fully prepared to listen to all the problems in his life in the future.

When you make a girl an aunt, you make her the best advice giver.

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When you make a girl an aunt, you make her a number-one fan

Anything you do in life sweet boy, I will be cheering you on. I already know you are going to do great things.

When you make a girl an aunt, she learns what true love is.

The love I have for my nephew is so pure. Its the love that is just there. I don't have to choose to show love every day, I don't have to forgive, I don't have to worry if it is reciprocated, it is just there.

When you make a girl an aunt, you make her the happiest person in the world.

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I Wonder If You'd Be Proud of Me

Or if you even think of me at all.


I wonder if you'd be proud of me.

My first thought when I wake up in the morning is whether or not you still think of me. I think about if I am wearing the right outfit if I were to see you that day. I think about if I am saying the right thing for you to want to want me again.

Throughout my day, I think about whether or not you're happy. I wonder if the feeling in my heart of missing who I thought you were is making its way to you. Sometimes I think about what I did to make you hate me as much as you do.

Sometimes when things get really hard, I think about picking up the phone to call you. Time keeps passing from the last time I saw you and during that time I've painted a picture of you that would probably only disappoint me in the end. Your phone number still sits in my phone and I go to your contact, wanting to call, but knowing that at the other end is not the person I used to know.

I wonder if you watch me. I wonder if the posts I make, pictures I post, and articles I write are viewed by you and whether or not you care to even search my name. I wonder if you ask people about me or if you care to know the person I am today.

Without you, I have changed. It has been two years and though time will only continue moving on without you, I wonder what would have happened if I didn't make the choices I made to make you react in the way you have.

When the sun shines bright on the flowers blooming around campus, I think of your jokes and sarcastic wit. When the rain pours from the sky and keeps me imprisoned within the walls of a building, I think of ways I felt imprisoned by you. When clouds form shapes in the sky that I can make stories out of, I think of the way life could've been.

Sometimes I write to you. They are the letters I can never send because I have to remind myself that though we knew each other once, you do not know me anymore. The picture in my mind of who you are now is someone who'd love me with open arms, but I know that there's no truth in that. It's only my wishful thinking out to break my heart once more.

I wonder if you hear me when I try talking to you. I wonder if the words I tell God are making their way to you as you go on living the life we always talked about when times get tough. I wonder if you're talking to God about me.

As I watch the sunset, I think about the last moment I was with you. As that chapter ended, I was only wishfully thinking that walking away would save me from further pain. In the end, I don't know about how life would've been different had it not happened.

When my picture of you gets too bright and I share it with others, I am reminded of reality. The screaming, crying, pushing, shoving, and hitting touches my skin once more in the form of flashbacks that push me further down into the depths of a depression. I am reminded of the hundreds of suicidal thoughts and letters that I've written once before.

No matter what, my heart still yearns for a hug. A hug where I can bury myself into your body and feel safe. A hug where I forget every worry in my mind and focus solely on the love.

I wonder if you'd still love me if I changed myself to be the person you've always wanted me to be. I wonder if you'd forgive me for walking away, even if it was for me to change to be a better person. I wonder if you'll ever even read this.

Days like today, I want to go back in time. I sit on the benches around campus and look up at the sky, down at the cars passing by, and listen to life move on all around me as I remain stuck. I hear people talking, see them laughing, and wonder if there's any way I could one day feel as alive as they do.

The truth is that I was never enough for you. No matter how much I changed, kept notes of what you liked so I could be like that, or just kept my head down and moved silently, nothing was ever enough.

No matter what, though, I still yearn to be loved in the way that I picture you should've loved me. Closure does not exist. You were the ones who were supposed to hold me down. But now I am nothing to you...I was always nothing to you.

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