Moving Out

I always thought that when I first moved out for college, I would be so happy to have all the independence in the world. No curfew, no parents telling me what to do, just doing whatever I wanted when I wanted. But after awhile, all those feelings went away. Everything changed so quick with my emotions. I missed the presence of having my brothers at home to tease me and fight with me when I would come home. Instead of that, I either come home to an empty house or with roommates I just barely met and aren't that comfortable around yet. I miss having my mom come and ask how my day was and comfort me if it was a tough one. Now the only way that can happen is over the phone, but then that's better than nothing. I can truly say that I took everything that I had at home for granted when I was there. I long for the days I can go home to my own bed, in my own room, with my moms cooking, and my brothers protective care. I always here my friends who are still in college say, "I can't wait to move out of my parents house and be on my own!" & I just tell them to cherish it while it last because a year from now when you are actually moved out, you're going to be feeling the same way I am right now. On the other hand, this is just my personal experience and how I feel. I know others who are completely loving it on their own and who aren't homesick at all. But I guess it's just me.