Homesick!

Well, today I got a call from my step-mom. Seems my new SIL is a bit homesick. It's a big adjustment for her!

After all, she graduated high school, moved from her mom's to her dad's, then got married and moved from her dad's to GA. That's a LOT to deal with in just a few months.

Now she's stuck with a family she really doesn't know, no driver's license, and no friends there. It is hard to tell someone that it is going to get better when they don't quite see it that way.

It reminded me of when I went away to college. Boy, the first week, I wanted to come home.

I didn't know anyone and I'm shy anyway, my roommate went home for the weekend, I fell on a swing and bruised my tailbone (which hurts a lot, thank you very much), had to get used to school food on a daily basis (and let me tell ya, it wasn't the good stuff they give you now---it was like the regular ole high school cafeteria food---just in a college setting) and was 250 miles from home. I'd been sheltered, so I didn't know how to do anything without mama and daddy.

So, I understand my SIL's feeling. I remember. But, I also remember that it was because my mama and daddy didn't let me just pick up and come home that I got to experience some great things and meet the person who, 20 years later, is still my best friend. I met people, I tried new things, and I grew as a person. I'm not going to clami that I grew a huge amount academically in college---although I definitely wish I had grown more....but I did mature socially and emotionally in a huge way. So much so that my senior year of college, I up and transferred to a whole new school where I only new OF two people and had to change my minor and live in the city.

From then on, I've learned to adapt. I admit, I still resist change unless I am the instrigator...but my friends will tell you that I will instigate pretty easily nowadays.

So, for Morgan---hang in there sweetie! I don't think you'll regret it.