The first week of school has officially passed and as I look forward on what's to come, I also look back on what I miss. Living on my own again never seems to come easy. Sure I was ecstatic to see my newly made friends and going on late night food runs, but once the novelty of living on my own wears off I realize just how much I miss home and most importantly, my mom. So I just wanted to say thank you.
Thank you for working hard to allow me the opportunity to go to school and find who I'm supposed to be. It wasn't easy and I know at times I didn't help. But you pushed through all the paperwork, phone calls seemingly hours long with financial aid or housing (just to name a few), dorm shopping, and all the worries that come with having a college kid on top of balancing a full time job. Looking back, I honestly don't know how you did it and for that you deserve an award.
Thank you for continuing to call and check up on me even though I might not have sounded appreciative. Bad timing calls are bound to happen and sometimes I just don't remember to check in. No matter what, I enjoy our one hour, two hours, or even ten minute conversations, because living in separate cities doesn't mean we have to compromise on communicating. Also, hearing the sound of your voice really helps when I'm feeling homesick.
Thank you for all the unnoticed things you did while I still lived at home. Living away from home and almost on my own makes me realize just how much I took real home-cooked dinners for granted, or any meal for that matter. Budgeting and managing gas efficiently takes on a whole new meaning, one that I'm slowly starting to grasp. Slowly, I'm beginning to look forward to coming home more and more in the hopes of taking a break from this glimpse of adulthood which is coming all too fast. I'm sorry I didn't help out with the dishes or laundry because I'm quickly learning how awful these menial tasks can be (and how they never seem to end). Again, how you managed to do not only my laundry, but the entire families is beyond me.
And lastly, thank you for being my support system. I'm sure having a child leave home and start a new journey without you right by their side is not only hard, but nearly impossible. And yet you did it. So thank you for not only letting me go, but for being there in case I fall. Thank you for being the cheerleader on the sidelines watching as I figure out my life, for your guidance and patience when I'm frustrated, stressed or even scared. Thank you for just being there and being you
Love,
Your college kid who already misses you.
