I don’t talk to my mom every day.

I see articles on here, every day, about the relationship people have with their mothers. I feel slightly guilty, every time. A few weeks after I moved to college, I had plans to Skype with my mom. At the same time, I was making new friends. And so, those plans with my mom got pushed aside because I was hanging out with these new friends. This happened a few days in a row. And then, one night, I cried to my roommate, because I felt so awful. I felt like I was abandoning my mom, after all she had done for me.

When I finally did talk to my mom, I told her how I felt. And she told me that she understood. I was making new friends, and she knew that I was OK and that while she enjoyed talking to me, she knew that us talking was not a thing that would happen often.

Since then, we’ve had a few Skype sessions. A few phone calls. Texting sporadically. I saw her when I went home for Christmas. January 1, 2017, she drove me to be picked up by my boyfriend, and I haven’t seen her in person since. We’ve texted sporadically. We’ve had phone calls. My one chance to see her fell through. Finally, this Easter weekend, I will see her for the first time in four months.

And that’s OK.

This is to all the kids that barely talk to their parents since they moved to college. Regardless of the reason, it’s OK to not call your mom or dad once a week, or go home every weekend. As long as you know that you love them, and they love you, it’s OK. Of course, you should be in some sort of contact with your parents, should you choose to be.

But if you’re like me, and plans fall through and things get pushed aside and nothing goes the way you said it would, it’s OK.

As long as everyone knows the love is there, everything is OK.