When I moved out of my parent's house for school, I swore that I would never move back in.

Flashback to two years ago, when I did exactly that. All of a sudden, I was living a rent-free life under the roof of my mom and dad. At first, I felt disconnected from the world and my friends. I was almost embarrassed to tell people that I "still lived" at home. I mean, I used to tell people that I had an Atlanta address. That I lived in Vinings. That I had to fight traffic on 285. These were the perks of living inside the perimeter (well, right on the border of the perimeter).

Something happened though that made living in the middle of nowhere bearable. (Note: an hour above Atlanta can sometimes feel like the middle of nowhere when you get weird stares for wearing slim fit jeans while in the local Walmart.) Something amazing happened, something unexpected. I started becoming friends with my parents.

It kind of happened overnight too. I started really enjoying eating at home or going to events with my parents. I became eager to tell them about what happened at work that day, and how stressful school was. I loved drinking with them and them giving me a hard time about how I handle my liquor. (I handle it poorly if you are wondering).

Yes, some of you might have grown up very close to your parents, with blossoming relationships. It is a different type of friendship, though. It is a relationship where my mother and father actually treat me as an adult because I am an adult. It is a relationship built on respect and communication and equality. It is not one based on family obligations at all. It is based on want.

Some people do not want to see their parents regularly. Some people are never given the chance to build this type of relationship. It is not an easy one to build either. After two years, there are still issues. I had to get onto my parents the other day for lecturing me about politics actually.

I will never forget that moment because it shows their passion and desire to speak their minds. I will never forget my mom asking me how my store performed that day because it showed her interest. I will never forget those moments where my dad would tear up over the silliest things because it shows vulnerability. I have so many amazing moments as an adult with my parents that I can cherish for the rest of my life.

With New York right around the corner, I really am going to miss these guys. I will miss coming home to questions about my day. I will miss a fridge full of fruits for me to snack on during the week. I will miss being asked to pick up Thai food on the way home for dinner. I will miss an endless supply of love and support that is always there when I need it.

Thank you for the past two years. I will see you both in three months.