I am one of those people who calls her mom every single day. It’s typically more than once a day, but that’s OK. My mom and I have a very close relationship, and I can tell her anything. She probably knows more than she should as a mom. Just ask my roommates. They say that every time I enter the apartment, I’m on my cell phone, and it’s most likely my mom.
Moving to college has made me closer to my mom. She is my best friend. I call to tell her about school, my boyfriend, my sister, my car, money, study abroad. You name it, and I have called my mom and chatted for just five minutes to over an hour.
My favorite is when I leave a class all fired up about something and just need to tell her. It’s typically about something political, environmental, or about getting all of my school work done on time. If she is not volunteering, or at a meeting, or checking out at the grocery store like when I frequently call, she will talk with me.
We had a close relationship all through elementary, middle and high school, but college has made all the difference, especially since my family moved the summer after my freshman year. It was horrid, but it was my fifth move so it was OK. What was not OK was being 20 hours away from home and my mom. I was homesick. I was never homesick when my family was in New Jersey because if I needed to get home I could in about six hours. But Nashville, Tenn. is a 2- hour drive or a long day of flying with a layover. Home is now very far away.
So I began calling even more. Sometimes she just laughs at me when I ask for a ridiculous amount of money for something I don’t really need. But she always finds time for me, and if she can’t talk she will send me a text message to let me know what she is doing so I don’t worry when she doesn’t answer. Yes. She learned to text message when I was in high school--it was the only way to get in contact with me and my sister after we went to school.
I don’t know what I will do this spring while I am studying abroad in Australia. I won’t have Internet or phone access like I do in Vermont, and I will be a Pacific Ocean away. But I know that we will both survive, even though it’ll be tough not having the ability to talk with her every day. I’ll only be there from February through May, so come June I’ll be back to my old ways--calling her multiple times a day.
It’s a relationship I hope will never end. Maybe I will only call once a day as an adult in the “real world,” but it’ll still be quite frequent.