Okay, now before people start getting all butt-hurt, let me explain.

I love being home. I enjoy my not so small, small town and everything that comes with it. I enjoy working 12 hour days. I love seeing some of my friends from high school. I love spending time with my family. My family means everything to me and getting to spend time with them is amazing. But, sometimes it gets a little overwhelming.

We all just spent a week together on vacation, which included a 16-hour car ride both ways. None of us are all ever home at the same time, so for this to happen was very unexpected.

After spending about 8 months away from them, finding my own way and having independence, coming home to rules and punishments is difficult. I learned what it felt like to be independent and I enjoyed it. So coming back to the life of having a curfew and asking to go places was definitely a wake-up call.

At school, I have a different family. My team is my family, so I am never really alone. I miss our random adventures together at odd hours of the day. I miss my friends from school and learning about their lives back home. I miss my college town and all of the little things that there are to do there each and every day.

I am so lucky to have a hometown to come back to for breaks and vacations and such a loving family, but sometimes I just wish I could stay in good 'ol St. Charles.

So to my family- I love you, but I think we are all on the same page. I think that we can all agree that although it has been fun, it's time for me to leave again.