Tengo mamitis, papitis y hermanitis.

I have gotten to the point in my life where I am not sure if I can do this whole year away from home. Next week I will be starting my second semester in college and with it marking the longest time I have been away from home. I wont see my family until this summer and I am not sure if I am going to be able to make it. In the end I will but right now it doesn’t look that way. I miss my dad and my mom and my sister and my brother. I want to be part of their lives not some one they call once a week to see what is up. I don’t want to here a week after my brother broke his arm about it, I want to be there helping him and taking care of him. I want to help my sister get ready for her party, not hear about how pretty she looked. I miss being able to torture my brother and sister. And play cards with my mom. And talk about anything with my dad. I even miss them dragging me to exercise and them scolding me when I bite my nails. I want to go to the farms and ride horses and paddle. I miss the sayings, inside jokes, the traditions. Right now I am tired of trying to be strong and not breaking down. So far I have been good about it but I cant do it any more. I miss them.