My best friend and I just got an apartment together for the next year or two. I've been looking forward to moving into it all summer. While I am ecstatic and feeling quite and grown up, it is also very different from anything I've experienced before. This is the first time I haven't lived with my parents. I've stayed in dorms at college during the school year before, but this feels much more permanent. It's exciting and terrifying at the same time.

I'd love to say I'm an independent adult now, but the truth is, I called my mom about 20 times yesterday to ask her opinion while unpacking, get her input on various things, ask her to bring me things I forgot and tell her every exciting and funny thing that happened. While I love having my own space and being able to set everything up my way, I still need my mommy. It's strange to not be able to walk down the hall and talk to her whenever I want.

However, I'm not really "homesick" because I do feel like I'm home. It is interesting to be able to plan my own schedule, make my own dinner and "do whatever I want". I can have friends over any time I and my roommate and I have had a blast setting up, arranging and organizing everything. We have more space than we know what to do with. This is our greatest adventure yet, and I'm loving it.

For now, I'm still transitioning, but I don't think that is a bad thing. Life is full of transitions, and this is just one in many that I will experience. While it feels weird, it is a good weird. Sometimes I feel like I don't want to grow up, but I have to. Luckily, my best friend is here to grow up with me, and our parents are just a phone call away. Though it may be terrifying, I believe that everything is changing for the better, and that it can only go up from here.