Move in weekend was an experience I’ll probably never forget. The actual moving in process, the tears, and the foreboding thought in the back of mind that everything was changing. I'm in a new state, at new school, with new people; it's a new beginning. I have endless opportunities to better myself, my talents, and to strengthen my faith.
However with all these new things and new surroundings it’s very easy to miss the familiarity of home.
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I miss hearing my dad’s voice and my mom’s cooking. I miss the comfortably of my old high school and already knowing the ropes. I miss my friends and I miss my room. I’ve cried only once since my parents left but I still can’t shake the feeling of being completely out of my element. Even though there have been some downs, there have been many highlights already like exploring downtown Nashville, riding the bus by myself for the first time, and just getting to know my peers a little bit better. Though my future right now seems so unclear with all the opportunities that await me who knows where I’ll end up? So here’s to possibility, here’s to growth, and here’s to the next four years.
I’m happy to finally be a Bruin.
