Looking On The Bright Side

Homesickness finally hit me this last week after 3 months. It’s been a rollercoaster of emotions. But a good week nonetheless. My mom sent me a pretty sweet care package. That was very comforting

Facetiming them makes me feel better. My mom always knows what to say to me when I’m not myself and my grandparents are very wise

Homesickness is a puttana. Some days I locked myself away in my room and cried under the covers. Others I went for walks to clear my head. It always feels like I’m thinking a million miles a minute and I just want to slow down enough just to breathe but I don’t know how. When people ask about it I don’t know what to say because I don’t even understand it myself.

home. south harbor. june 19’

the best apple pie in the world @ cafe mignon ;)

However, I’ve learned it doesn’t have to bring you down—homesickness can actually strengthen relationships abroad.

Some friends that I wasn’t too close with here noticed I was down and checked on me. Some of them even invited me out places. With other exchange students it’s common ground that everyone can relate to. It’s really important to stay positive because life’s still good even with a bit of sadness ;)