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I. An inside perspective.

Many people go their whole lives close to the population they were born and raised in. This could be because of a lifestyle selection or it could because of a job opportunity. I experienced this phenomenon when I graduated high school. I had been accepted to the university of my choice which was 400 miles away from my hometown. I didn't think it was that big of a deal at the time, but for my Mom it was terrible. About a week before I was to leave I realized what a special thing I had with my Mom, I was grateful everyday for my Mom before, but after I realized I was about to leave her for a few months I became hyper aware of everything she was doing. Every chance I got I spent with her, and every time she called me I answered the phone immediately. My Mom and I talked about a lot, we goofed off and played scrabble, laughed and watched movies.

Finally the day came. We climbed into the cars, out truck filled with my belongs, my stuff in the car with me, and started the 4 hour journey to Fargo. My Dad driving the truck, Mom driving her car and me in my own car. After an agonizing 4 hours we were there. Fargo isn't that big of a city so it was only a 30 minute trip from one side to other, I was grateful for that. My Mom and I unloaded my room and set it up. We had lunch with a friend of mines, and we were ready to move on with our days.

For me the days moving forward were Okay. I was meeting new people, learning new things, it was wasn’t my ideal, but I was doing it… But for my Mom? These days were miserable. The few times I heard from her she crying, I felt it was unfair to tell her all the awesome things that I was doing so my phone calls were short. By October my Mom and I weren’t really talking much anymore, and by November my Mom was no longer talking to me. I was doing great in school, and I was having a lot of fun with my new friends. Little did I know I was killing my Mother day by day. On Thanksgiving I drove home, I was established now, I had friends and I could drive all on my own! Thanksgiving was over faster than you can snap your fingers though, I didn’t realize why at the time, but it was something that hurt me. When I got back to school I hit the ground running… Attribute it to enjoying the fact that my car worked. I truly spoke to my Mom once before finals, right after I would have went home again, saying I would be staying up here for a job opportunity. The conversation with my Mom didn’t go well, I was the worst daughter in the world I, I “abandoned” my Mother and Brother… I could feel her hurt when I got off the phone with her… I haven’t spoke to my Mom or Brother since.

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