When I moved 354 miles away for college, I was worried about leaving my family behind. I was lucky to have a close relationship with both of my parents, and I wanted to make sure I kept them in my loop when I moved away.
After more than two months of being at college, I've realized that being away from home has resulted in my mom becoming one of my best friends.
When I moved away, she was concerned that I would forget about her and that I would only communicate when she called me directly, but this has definitely not been the case. We talk on the phone every few days and tend to switch back and forth with who initiates the phone call. Even with these phone conversations, I still find myself constantly texting her throughout the day.
There are countless times throughout the week when I am going about my daily routine and I think, “I miss my mom, I want to call her and tell her about my week.” Despite having different schedules, and the several times she has called me in the middle of my classes, we make sure to speak to each other a few times each week.
Anytime something out of the ordinary happens, my mom is the first person I want to tell. Whether it’s a good exam grade, a worry about my courses, or a funny story about my friends, I love to tell my mom about it. I once texted her about my alarm clock malfunctioning and being late to my class, even though most college kids may avoid telling their parents about a mishap like that.
Often, I text my mom about insignificant occurrences too. Just the other day, I texted her about a Black Friday ad being released because I thought of her when I saw it.
I always find myself complaining to her about the weather or telling her what I ate for dinner. These things are trivial in my day, but telling her helps both of us feel connected despite the distance between us.
I am lucky that I have not had to go longer than a month without seeing my mom since I have moved into school. Every time I am able to see my mom, it is special for both of us. I can count on a hug from her every time, even if I do not make it home until the late hours of the night from a flight or the six hour drive.
My mom has helped me these past two months in ways I never would have anticipated. She has hugged me as I cried at home, told me stories about her college years to make me feel hopeful, and allowed me to cry on the phone when I feel lonely or sad.
Through all the peaks and valleys I have experienced as a college freshman living 354 miles away from my parents, my mom has been a constant force to keep me going and has become my best friend. I love you, Mom, and thank you!
