| Chapter XXXVII |

Nostalgia-ville...

I randomly remembered that I had this picture in my old e-mail address. My mom had sent it to me sometime ago. It's funny how one little picture can truly bring back so many memories and tears to my eyes.

Come August it will be, what, 8 years since I've seen my parents? Nuts, I tell ya! Not a day goes by that I don't think of them or wish that they were here with me. True, I had to do what I had to do. Go off to college, be on my own, and I guess do some growing up in general. What I will never grow out of, though, is being their "little" girl.

Although I have e-mailed and talked to my mom a lot more since I came to college, my dad is the one I was joined at the hip with when I was young.

The one who took me to the shoe store the minute I said I wanted new shoes, the one who taught me how to play guitar the minute I said I was interested and then shortly after, buy me one, and the one who always saw me as a carefree little 6 year old even the night I left for college.

I rarely use the word 'home sick' even as a Freshmen in college when others, who lived about 2 hours from their parents threw that word around like it was cool.

But yes, I do get home sick a lot more than I ever put out to be.

E-mails and phone calls just don't suffice.

I cannot wait to see my wonderful, amazing parents again in the very near future.