Spring semester ended May 6th. I spent about a week here in Bloomington trying to work out my summer schedule (I signed up for chemistry research at the school), then I went home sometime around may 17th. I stayed with my family until around may 25th when I was supposed to go on a weekend hiking expidition with a friend from college (I got bronchitis the day before and couldn’t go though). Went back home around June 2nd. Stayed at home with family until July 8th.
Its starting to hit me that that is the longest amount of time (roughly 2 months) I will probably spend with my entire family (both parents, both brothers, brothers wife, niece, dog, bird) for the rest of my life, excluding the afterlife if it exists. My younger brother (who is home this summer) is moving to San Diego to start his math program in fall. My older brother, his wife and daughter still live in the hometown but may be moving in a year or so to north carolina. I will be busy next summer with an internship, and the summer after that I will hopefully be gainfully employed.
Its just bothersome in a way. I’m 26 but now I guess I’m seeing that things are truly different now. I have lived with family my whole life. From 0-23 I lived with my parents, from the ages of 23-25 I lived with my brother. Now I’m living alone and will soon start living with a friend from college come august. I lived alone last summer and it didn’t bother me much but I guess now I realize things are truly changed. Maybe I’m a late bloomer on this stuff.
So does anyone else have stories similiar to this one?