I was a little homesick last night. The weight of the books started to crush me, and normally, having family around would help a lot. To help get a little better, I went to see a friend of mine, who is currently in her first year of med school at my college. I've known her for almost 14-16 years, which is pretty much most of my life. Our families are close, as our fathers work for the same company, live in the same area, and gather in the same social circles. I was thankful that I was not alone in this place, during a time when textbooks are to be my only companion.
It wasn't enough. I had to skype call home. I spent an hour talking to my parents and my sister. They gave me a lot of advice, which is the norm for them, and this time, I did not get frustrated with their repeated sentences that have been etched into my brain. I welcomed it with a smile. Within minutes, the conversation turned into laughter, and I felt as though I was sitting in my living room, and laughing with them about silly things. Talking about school and teachers, about my father's experiences when he first moved, poking fun at him along with mom and my sister, it felt like I never left home. When my father said 'bye', reality came crashing down. I was still separated by a mere computer screen. I was back in my room. It hit me that I have grown to love my family more over the time that I have been away from them.
We don't talk as often as we'd like. This is mostly my fault, as I call them mostly once or twice a week. They don't call because they know I stay in the library long, and am tired by the time I get back to the room. Whatsapp messenger has made it a little easier to communicate with Dad, and I'm trying to get Mum on Viber. My sister sneaks in phone calls, during which we catch up on things.
I love my friends here to bits. They are amazing, and are a wonderful group of people that I am blessed to be around. But there are times when the only comfort that will help you gain strength is that given by family.
'Absence makes the heart grow fonder.'
I miss home and my family so much. I will keep counting the days until I am back to savour Mum's food, Dad's random statements at the TV during a cricket match/ political debate, and bicker over the 'peace' earrings with my 15 year old twin.
Until that day, I will skype as often as I can, and with the strength they give me, I will work hard this semester.
It wasn't enough. I had to skype call home. I spent an hour talking to my parents and my sister. They gave me a lot of advice, which is the norm for them, and this time, I did not get frustrated with their repeated sentences that have been etched into my brain. I welcomed it with a smile. Within minutes, the conversation turned into laughter, and I felt as though I was sitting in my living room, and laughing with them about silly things. Talking about school and teachers, about my father's experiences when he first moved, poking fun at him along with mom and my sister, it felt like I never left home. When my father said 'bye', reality came crashing down. I was still separated by a mere computer screen. I was back in my room. It hit me that I have grown to love my family more over the time that I have been away from them.
We don't talk as often as we'd like. This is mostly my fault, as I call them mostly once or twice a week. They don't call because they know I stay in the library long, and am tired by the time I get back to the room. Whatsapp messenger has made it a little easier to communicate with Dad, and I'm trying to get Mum on Viber. My sister sneaks in phone calls, during which we catch up on things.
I love my friends here to bits. They are amazing, and are a wonderful group of people that I am blessed to be around. But there are times when the only comfort that will help you gain strength is that given by family.
'Absence makes the heart grow fonder.'
I miss home and my family so much. I will keep counting the days until I am back to savour Mum's food, Dad's random statements at the TV during a cricket match/ political debate, and bicker over the 'peace' earrings with my 15 year old twin.
Until that day, I will skype as often as I can, and with the strength they give me, I will work hard this semester.
