My parents are coming to visit me on Friday, and I haven’t seen them in about a month. In my everyday routine, I hear the words of my mother and my father echoing in my head, but I haven’t had the comfort of actually seeing them here… yet.

Part of me wishes they would bring my twin brother along with them, but I know that he’s keeping busy over at his school.

Yesterday, I did all of my laundry and changed the sheets on my bed. My mother would be proud of me, telling me I’m “finally taking responsibility for my adulthood”. I’m hopeful they will notice this change when they come on Friday.

Because I don’t have a car on campus, my parents are going to take me out to grab snacks and necessary items for my dorm room. It’ll be comforting to see them again. On Saturday, we’re going to go to the football game together, and I’m excited for them to finally experience college football!

They want to meet all of my friends, and I know it’ll be hard to say goodbye again once they leave Saturday night, but then it’ll just be two months before I can see them again!