Late night thoughts

I’m leaving San Diego in a few days, and once again, everything seems up in the air—a phrase that has defined my life since I was 17. I've never had a set plan or a clear path. Whether deciding to stay in college or choosing to live out of my car five years ago, I always knew I was headed somewhere, but where exactly was never certain. Here I am again, leaving only to be up in the air once again.

Lately, life has been peaceful. I've been sleeping in a bit later than usual and eating more, both habits I fall back into whenever I'm home with my mother. It's easy to relax under her care; the unconditional love and relentless support that only a mother can provide is comforting. As I grow older, I hope to be even half the person she is, to possess the heart and kindness she's shown me throughout my life.

For those fortunate enough to share a positive relationship with their mothers, don’t take it for granted. Tell her you love her, give her a hug, accompany her to the grocery store—not everyone has that chance.