I have always wanted to go away to school. Its something ive always talked about and something my parents were forced to accept. Being from Long Island, the city has been a place I could easily go to with friends and a place ive have wanted to live in for as long as I can remember. In the months leading up to move in day I was so excited and couldn’t wait to be on my own and have the freedom I have now. I thought about everything a college bound person thinks about before moving in. What my room would look like, how I would get along with my roommate, how many friends I would make, how difficult my classes would be and if I would like any of my professors. The one question that never crossed my mind was how much would I miss home? The answer to that neglected question, as much as I hate to admit it, is a lot. Yes I know I’m close to home and I have the luxury of going whenever I like but I still feel like im a thousand miles away. I wanted to like it here so badly, and don’t get me wrong I do. Ive just never been so homesick. I wanted to move out of my house so much that I never realized how important the feeling of home was to me. Every morning I wake up, get on the subway and go to school and then come back to my dorm. When I walk in the door all I have is a bed and a desk waiting for me. I know that I am so lucky to be living in New York City and I am so appreciative of the opportunities that I have been given but I just cant help but constantly wish I was at home. I miss walking into the door and immediately feeling a sense of comfort and security. I almost feel guilty for feeling this way because ive aspired to be in the position im in now for so long. The more and more that I think about the way I feel the more I cant help but think, whats wrong with being at home? Why should I feel guilty for being homesick? Over the last two months I have realized something very important. No matter how old I get or where I am living, home will always be a place of solace, and relief. There will never be a time where I cant walk in the front door and feel comfortable and secure. As I continue to grow older and as my life continues to change one thing will always remain the same….there is no place like home.