No one to see me off at the airport; no one to greet me when I arrive.
I was in the same situation once before, and had nothing but excitement for my upcoming adventure -- so why not now? Why should simply no longer having parents turn such excitement into despair? Even at this point, when I know I have a job and home of my own to go back to and I can actually visualize my situation, why is my heart such a weight in my chest?
This moment should be a highlight of my young life.
I want my highlights back.