As the soft wind dances across my face
And tourists look ’round with excited eyes
I gaze across the pretty, open space
Wond’ring if my sadness I can disguise.
Seeing all the smiling moms together
With their students, happy as can be
Makes me miss my parents more than ever
They were my door – now I don’t hold the key.
It’s hard to think that I am on my own
That none can truly tell me what to do,
I was so excited to be alone
Not thinking of how much I love them too;
Holding back the tears I settle here,
Waiting for the clouds to finally clear;
Written in September 2016: After an overload of activities during freshman orientation, I yearned for my parents’ guidance and love. I now am studying abroad and find myself similarly homesick and anxious for the hour when I will finally settle in. It is important to remember that loneliness and feeling lost are completely normal side effects of new beginnings!
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