Since being here, I've realized that there are many things that I miss about being home. But one thing has stood out the most. I miss being able to just pick up my cellphone and call my mom like I used to do every day at college.
My mom and I had a tough relationship throughout my high school years, but once I moved to college, we became so much closer. She always has the best advice, and always worries about me constantly to the point that I get upset, but in the end, I realize it's just because she cares so much about me. Not being able to just pick up my phone and ask her about a problem that has come up, or to tell her how much I spent on groceries and what I got, or talk to her about a test. I miss those silly short chats. I do. Mom, I miss you.
Ciao Brianna--
ReplyDeleteCaspita! sei andata in Italia! Non sepevo che fossi interessata nella lingua italian. Spero che potrei leggere questo messaggio e che i tuoi studi della bella lingua vanno biene. In bocca lupo con le classe e scrivimi quando potrei.
Ciao e abbracci da San Diego,
Bill Clemmon