I'm half way through my first semester in college! I've had the time of my life, making more memories than my mind will be able to sustain. Since moving out, I've learned a lot. The things you've told me in the past that I casually brushed off, completely make sense now, and I'm sorry I didn't realize it when you told me the first time. It's so strange to live on your own, Mom. I actually have to do things, like getting groceries for myself, and "adult", although I haven't really figured that part out yet, but don't worry, I'll catch on eventually.

Yes, I make my bed every day.

I transitioned surprisingly easy from the small town, where we've lived 18 plus years, to this college town. I miss you, though (and the dogs). But honestly, I'm not the only one trying to adjust. I left you at home with some dork balls. I really hope you've managed without me. I miss having you down the hall, and when I get sick because you knew what to give me and how much. Now I have to figure that out on my own.

Also, I desperately need you to make me food, because I'm tired of eating noodles every day. I guess I took that for granted.

I love you x 1000, and I can't wait to come home and binge watch TV with you.

You're my best friend.

Love, your college daughter.