Why Every College Kid Needs To Call Home

Why Every College Kid Needs To Call Home

Why a simple phone call home will change everything for the better.

Call home.

Regardless of what year of college you may be in, from Freshman all the way up to senior, you need to call home. College, for most, is a wonderful place. For four years you can shape and mold yourself into the person you want to be, and surround yourself with different types of people that hopefully aid you in that growth and that process; the unfortunate downside of college is that it is all too easy to lose your roots--to lose who you really are.

Humility is a lost art. If you asked me to describe what I was like before I came to Villanova, I could give you multiple strands of semi-true strands of information that could lead some to believe that, frankly, I was the freaking man. I could relay to you that I have had so many girlfriends; I could tell you that I was a phenomenal lacrosse player; I could tell you that I had so many friends, and that my trips through the halls of Chatham High School were so filled with “yo’s” and “hey what’s good”s that any normal, less-cool human being would have been entirely overwhelmed.

And, frankly, that is probably what I would tell you.

The temptation to surround yourself in these “half-truths” to hide things that may not always be too flattering is so strong, so commonplace, that it is almost inevitable to fall victim to it. No one is going to know about your addiction to World of Warcraft, or the immense trepidation you felt as you prepared for your first kiss, hug, or how your mom would have grounded you until the second Tuesday of next week if she ever caught you drinking. No one is going to know the real you.

This is why I say: call home.

Whether it be calling your parents and siblings or a weekly check-in with your friends from back home, a simple phone call can make all the difference. These people know you; these people can see through your half-truths and force you to present the real you! In a world where filters and photoshop appear to reign supreme, the genuine and the sincere are the ones who truly thrive.

You see, the people you truly connect with, the people you sincerely trust and deeply care about and for are not the ones who care about your goofy antics in High School; rather, your true friends are the ones who care about and support the things that you may not want people to know about. Although this idea may seem like something that needs to stitched onto a small pillow on your grandmother’s house, it is a message that has never been more desperately needed. Be genuine, be sincere, be you:

Call home.

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To the girl who left us behind

You may have thought that it was best for you, but in reality you were only helping us

To the girl who left us behind,

I graduated in 2017. Nearly one year ago. When you graduate you expect to stay in touch with some people, but you accept that there are some people who you will probably never see again, let alone talk to. After walking across the stage, getting my diploma and attending all of the graduation parties I said goodbye to some people, forever, without even knowing it.

For almost as long as I can remember I have had three best friends. We were practically inseparable since 6th or 7th grade. It was rare that you would see one of us without at least one or two others around. We spent weekends at each others houses, played on the same sports teams, joined the same clubs, and practically did everything together. The boys that we would hang out with would make fun of us because they noticed it seemed to them that we couldn’t do anything without the others. It wasn’t that we couldn’t do anything alone, we just enjoyed being around each other, we were best friends.

That was until we graduated. We were best four best friends until we walked across the stage, said our goodbyes after the final graduation party and parted ways as we went to college. It didn’t even take until college to see who was really my friends of the four of us, it was less than a week before I never heard from one of my so called best friends ever again. And for this, I could not be more thankful.

In our group of four there was always a clear line, two and two. I loved the other two girls but I was always just better friends with one girl. It had been like this for forever, and everyone knew it, not just us. But once we graduated it became extremely true. But it didn’t break two and two. It was one and three. And this was sad and frustrating at first, and then ended up being a great thing, for all of us.

Nearly 9 months without talking and I knew all hope for the friendship was gone once i saw she tweeted ‘my biggest glow up feature in college was my friends’. At the time yes, this pissed me off. I texted my other friends as soon as I saw it and sad things like “I don’t know what is worse, that we were great friends and put up with her shit. Or that we still sat in that house last week, were the bigger people and acted like nothing ever happened even though we all know we don’t talk to her anymore.” The amount of time I spent with this girl, the amount of secrets of mine she held, the amount of late night memories we shared and there was nothing, no explanation, no final goodbye. Just complete silence. There was that tweet which made it pretty clear she had no interest in being friends with us anymore.

But it made me a better person. I realized that the entire time we had been friends she was tearing me down. She was killing my happiness and I never even noticed it. Our relationship was a toxic one and she did me the biggest favor in the world by cutting me off, because I was afraid to do it myself.

She thinks her biggest ‘glow up’ was her friends. And knowing her, that is probably exactly what she believes. But that is NOT mine. My biggest glow up was growing up, realizing my worth and surrounding myself with people who truly care about me and radiate positivity. And I am thankful and blessed that the people I have surrounded myself with now continue to be with me through this entire process. I am continuing to learn everyday that people who make you feel like you’re not worth anything are never worth your time. I have grown and realized that you can give someone one million chances, you can give them all of your time and love and compassion and understanding. But if they don’t want it or they think they are to good for it than you are better off being left on read, or completely left behind. AND THAT IS OK.


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I Love Being An Aunt

Aunt- a person who can give hugs like a mother, keep secrets like a sister, and share love like a friend.

While home for spring break, I was able to spend some quality time with my four year old niece and my two year old nephew. Both of them boost my mood and remind me just how much I love the joy that kids constantly carry around.

I have been an aunt for almost five years, and it is one of my favorite things about my life. There's a special place in my heart for these kids, and I can't begin to explain how much they mean to me. My niece and I bond in a way that makes my heart so full of joy. She is constantly running to me with her arms wide open for a hug. She always wants to hang out with me, and it makes me feel so important. Not to mention, spoiling her is one of my favorite things to do!

My nephew has such a big personality for his age. He loves when I give him piggy-back rides and hurt myself on purpose. His smile is contagious and his heart is already so so big. Him and my niece are both so friendly and can make me laugh for hours.

I would love to be a mom one day, but being an aunt is something that is truly unique and wonderful. I feel so protective over these two smiling kids. I would do anything to help them have the best life ever. They have amazing parents and grandparents. so I know that they are blessed and happy.

I am truly a proud aunt. I get so excited to show my friends the cute pictures my sister posts of them. I always feel so sad when my niece just can't understand why I have to keep leaving her to go back to college. But she is always there to greet me when I come home after my long, seven hour drive. Her grin and laugh keep me going.

I hope to be an aunt to even more wonderful little kids. Nothing fills my heart up and fulfills my time at home more!

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