Family Weekend

This past weekend at college was Family Weekend. Baylor planned a full schedule for families, making sure that everyone could spend quality time together. There was even a football game that weekend; the band planned the most kid-friendly show that we (I'm in the color guard, you know!) could possibly do: Pixar. (You don't even understand how excited I was when they announced the theme.)

It was the best show ever. One of my all-time favorites, really. Only one problem, though. My parents couldn't come down. However, since my cousin is a freshman here as well, I did get to chill out and have lunch with my aunt, uncle and cousins, so that was pretty enjoyable.

Here's the thing, though. When you live ten to eleven hours away from home, you don't get to see your family much. I haven't seen mine in a month. Believe it or not, this is the longest time that I've been separated from my parents and little brother. That's not too much of a problem, because I'm pretty busy with guard, LEAD, and a few other clubs. Not to mention the piles of homework I get every night. But...I miss my family.

At the game, I watched as all the other band members left with their families, or chatted excitedly about where they were going to eat, or what they were going to do next.  Kids were everywhere giggling, throwing footballs, chasing each other around, tugging on their parents' or collegiate sibling's shirts. I felt more lonely than ever.

But this little depressing tale does have a happy ending. I got to Skype with my family that night. It was refreshing to see their faces again. Even though I have a month left until I'm reunited with my loved ones, I know that the time's just going to fly by. In the meantime...I'm going to work on my swing dancing.

*Picture doesn't belong to me. It was stolen from  found on Google. Just giving credit where it's due!