Last week was fall break. Fall break at TLU consists of an extra Thursday and Friday tacked onto your weekend. Most of the people I know hadn't seen their families since they left home. I too went home for the break, of course. I am living at home, so obviously I go home every weekend. Even though I live at home, however, it feels different than how it felt before I started college. Sometimes I don't even feel like I live at home. I know I see my family every evening, but somehow it's not the same as it was before. I think the difference is that, even though I'm still living in the house, I'm not on the same schedule as my family anymore. I mean, being home schooled my whole life made me very close to my family. I always knew what was going on with my sisters because we did everything together. Now when I go home I have to ask them what they've been doing, and I have to make sure to tell them about my day. It might sound funny to someone who has had a difference experience than me, but it is still a novelty to talk to my family about what I've been doing. True, I live at home, but my family really isn't involved in my life until I sit down to eat dinner with them at night, the complete opposite of how it was before.
So for fall break, I went home. For the first time since I started college, I really felt at home. My dad was out of town, so my mum and sisters and I spent time together going shopping and watching the entire second season of Downton Abbey. Just lounging around the house and getting homework done in my bedroom instead of in the campus library, made me feel like I was back to being home schooled. It was the strangest feeling. It suddenly made me realize how much my life has changed in the last two months. I enjoyed the feeling, but it didn't make me sad. I'm happy with how my life is going, despite the busier schedule and added stress. Besides, on those days when the stress begins to feel overwhelming, I always have my family to cheer me up when I go home.
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