When The Only Child Leaves The Nest

I am not your stereotypical only child. The girl that is spoiled, overindulged, and selfish. I will admit that I do get a lot of attention from my parents, but who said that was a bad thing?

Throughout my high school career, there were times where I had a strong desire to leave for college, but I was never one of those kids that couldn't wait to leave. Considering my close relationship with my parents (and my dog), I was having a difficult time grasping the thought of going away to school.

When senior year hit, the only thing I thought about how I was going to prepare for this life-changing event. I felt pretty narcissistic because I was only concerned with my wants and needs at that time. After I learned that I would be attending Syracuse University, it really hit me that this was no longer an idea or conversation, but a real thing. I knew it was my time to be sympathetic towards my parents because it was their transition, too.

For those of you that know me, you know how I am invested in my family and I do everything possible to make sure everything is alright. The month before I started my journey at Syracuse was very emotional and conflicting. Since we don't have much family in the area, I had a constant worry of what my parents would do without me. Yes, they have fulfilling lives of their own, but their daily dynamic would be thrown off.

Now, months later, I am here at Syracuse. The first week was rough and I probably cried every night, but I think in general more people were crying that week than smiling. It has been almost two months and I can say I am alive and thriving! I talk to my parents every day and text quite often. So who would have thought - being 227 miles away isn't so bad after all.