And the food. I miss my parents' cooking so bad. They are both amazing cooks and always have gigantic feasts for special occasions. Even when they met my boyfriend they had a BBQ with tons of food and good drinks. They also went all-out for my Graduation/Going-Away party; my friends were very well-fed.
I always got along really well with my dad too. When I was younger, I used to be in choirs and musicals--my dad never missed a single one. He was like my #1 fan. My mom went to the ones that she could, but she always worked pretty late at night. When I was in Girl Scouts, my dad even chaperoned a trip; I can only imagine what that would've been like, being one of the only men for miles, and having to supervise a bunch of screaming girls. And now that I'm older, I can just sit with my dad, have a few beers, and just talk about whatever.
I haven't gotten to Skype my parents yet, but I hope I can very soon. It'll most-likely be just under a year before I even get to see them again, though I can't wait until I do.
You always remember those really painful good byes too. I knew I landed this internship about 6 months before I left, so it seemed like it was ages away. Then I had to actually stop by my parents' house to say good bye for a while. I hugged my mom right when I got there and started crying. But they had another BBQ for us, so I had to keep my spirits up.
Then came the BIG good bye. I gave my parents each a hug for about one second and then wiped my eyes and walked to the car. I couldn't handle a long good bye. I would've been bawling my eyes out. Having to pull out of that driveway and head on to start the road trip was unbelievably difficult. And now it's all I can think about. My heart is heavy.
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