I’m not sure why it’s just now hitting me, but this semester has kind of felt like a first semester of college. Last year I had absolutely no separation anxiety or regret as I packed up my Missouri life into just a few boxes and moved over 1,000 miles away. I was also anxious to return to Temple last fall after a summer away from my friends, clubs, and classes. I honestly don’t know what changed, but it was different this semester. When I left my hometown to head back to Philadelphia, something didn’t feel quite right. Whatever that something is still feels out of place, I still feel out of place, I’m still homesick.
I was sitting in the dining hall trying to write an essay for a summer program when I started crying. My mom texted me a picture of the salad she was eating for dinner and I’m not sure why that got me so much but it did. We don’t get to choose our blood families but I really lucked out. My grandparents are so thoughtful and generous, my sister is one of the funniest people and most fun to be around, my dad is honest and wise and wonderful to talk to, and my mom all of that too and also just the nicest person on earth.
Even though I’ve felt homesick a lot more this semester than I ever have before, I also know that Temple is the best place for me with the best people. My close friends here are some of the most amazing people, and I’m thankful that I was able to choose this portion of my family.
My mom sent me a card last week and inside she stuck a little note that says, “Family–where life begins and love never ends.” I hung it up in my room because it’s so true. I’m not sure when I’m going back to Springfield again but I know when I do it will be wonderful. There might be rough patches or awkwardness sometimes but after all, it probably wouldn’t be family without that. One of my favorite things about my family is that if someone hurts you, they will always apologize. I’ve been blessed with a family that always cares deeply for one another and that really is the greatest blessing of all.