FRO12 DTB

I was going to write my monologue on the last three months, and pretend that living uptown and doing my own laundry and grocery shopping for once actually made me a different person. Because for awhile I was convinced that I was changed. That just being a college student made me a new and improved Michael. I had that idea in my head up until two nights ago, when i heard that my father had been in an accident, and was in the hospital. While on duty as a Suffolk police officer, he was clipped and ran over by a truck when he got out of his car for roadside assistance. I haven’t talked to him yet, but I’m being told he’s going to be okay. Obviously as soon as I heard I was shocked and didn’t know what to feel. But then I immediately fell victim to the worst case of homesickness. I have never missed my family, and especially my dad, more than I do now. So rather than preach about what an amazing revelation my first semester of college has been, I’ll tell you the one thing I have learned in the past three months: Family is important. Whoever it is you consider to be your family, appreciate them and be thankful, just for there existence. Realize how important a text is, just to say you’re alive. Spend time on family when you can because obviously, you never know when you won’t be able to any more.