I was finally able to go home this past weekend. It wasn't until I was there and talking to my parents and playing with my dogs did I realize how much I missed it. It felt so surreal and made me realize how used to living in a dorm on campus I had gotten. Being home again felt completely different. More relaxing in a way. Comfortable and cozy and warm. I have not been homesick at all these entire two months of my college life but when Sunday rolled around and I was packing up my car again... it just hit me that though I do see my dorm and San Marcos as my home, it is a different kind of home, with a completely different feeling from my home.
It was great seeing my dogs again. They were in the backyard when I got home and did not realize I was there at first until I started walking toward he back door. They must have seen me through the window because they raced inside so fast and were so excited they almost knocked me over. (Keep in mind they are two Shih Tzus and are tiny and I was holding two bags) I immediately dropped my stuff and dropped to the ground and I think i sat there with them jumping all over and running around me in circles for a good 20 minutes. I missed my dogs so much and I'm glad that it really showed that they had missed me too. They would not leave my side the entire weekend and when they saw me lugging my stuff back out to the car they became so depressed that I felt really bad. Now I miss them more than ever. Thanksgiving needs to come soon so I can go back home and see them again.
The only really downside to my weekend was that my sister had been gone almost the entire time. I did not get to see her last time I was home because she had rehearsals and plans all weekend and this time she was in another town at her friend's homecoming. I only got to see her when she got back on Sunday literally 20 minutes before I had to leave. In fact she would have missed me if I had left on time and hadn't been waiting for my friend I was driving back up to San Marcos. Apparently she had been texting with my mom the entire way home asking if I had left yet. I was so surprised when she came running inside and saw I was still there. She gave me this big, full hug and I was so shocked. I mean, its not like we fight a lot or anything, lately at least. (We fought so much as kids haha) But that doesn't mean we are best friends either. We mostly just ignored each other the past few years, there would even be days at a time that we never even saw each other once even though we lived in the same house. We were both always too busy to spend time together like we used to. And she definitely had not hugged me like she was right then in years. We only had a few minutes to talk, but it was clear that she had missed me a lot, and I realized with a start that I had missed her too. Because even if we never saw each other, before I went to college, I could always feel her presence in a way. She was still there; in the other room, or had passed by my bedroom door on her way out, or we had just missed each other by a few minutes. But with me being in college, that presence was gone. But I felt like we had grown closer while we were apart, like we had both realized how much time we could have spent together that we took for granted, and now I'm too far away. I feel like we are much closer now, even though we are apart.
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