I hate this feeling, I know it is necessary and for the best but I hate it. It's like learning how to go about your daily habits all over again. Every routine thing,every mundane detail, the same yet so different. It's the hardest thing I've ever done, but hopefully I make peace with this leap of faith.

I wish I was home, surrounded by family, sitting in Nonnie's kitchen with nothing but her calming, logical voice, Frank Sinatra, and the smell of italian cooking. Hopefully I can venture home before school lets out for the summer, until then I will just have to make the best of phone calls and text messages.

Jordan