Home Away From Home
From Southern California beaches to the Humboldt Shore, one of the hardest things to do when i went away to college, twelve hours away was letting going of some of the things i cherished the most. Being only month into school I already miss the little things i never thought i would ever miss such as watching my little brother play baseball, and having late night talks with my sister about how are day went. I never thought i would say it but i miss my moms home cooked meals. But i guess this is what college is made of finding yourself, being a independent, and having living life without the hold of those you wish you had the most. All though not every second of every day I am thinking of what i left behind for my new life but, i do have those days where i feel like i just need to go some where i can feel like when i go there i feel home. One of those places is the beach wether i was two miles of fifteen million miles i feel at home being at the beach. Growing up every year since ive been born my family and i would spend two weeks at the beach. Usually during the last two weeks of July or the last month of July and the first month of August my grandma would rent out a beach house in Newport California and my family and I would spend the best two weeks ever in the one place i will always call a second home. While taking a road trip to check out more of Humboldt county myself and a couple of friends managed to stumble across the beach although most of my friends went so enthusiastic to join me , i made sure we had came back the next day. I dont know wether its the smell of the shore or the feel of the sand i just know i can always come here to escape my troubles.


