As a freshman in college it is only natural to be a little homesick from time to time. Some people miss their siblings the most, some miss their mom more, and some miss their dad more. Some people miss home cooked meals, and some people miss their pets more than anything else. Everyone is different, but as a general rule everyone misses something about home when they live on campus.

I visited home for the first time this weekend, and I learned that visiting home was the best thing I could have done for myself. I got to see my brothers, my parents, one of my best friends, my Grandma, and my pets. Home cooked meals reminded me of what I have to look forward to for the holidays and helped me rediscover my love of cooking.

But what visiting home really helped me with was recognizing how much I love college. My time at home was great and I got my fix on everything I missed, but every time something good happened or I heard a funny joke I wanted to be able to run over to the next room and tell the friends I've made at college. I was home for the weekend but I missed my college family. I missed a lot of the staff and I missed having people to procrastinate over homework with. Being home made me realize how much my college really means to me.