Coming from Spring Break is always kind of difficult for me for the following reason. First, no one likes it when a break is over and the work starts again, but there is also another thing that bothers me and that is when people ask me if I went home for break. To hear all the great stories and adventures from my friends sure is not easy. They talk about how they had homemade meals, surprised their siblings, celebrated with their grandparents, or went on a walk with their dog. I am lucky that I can go back every now and then for at least the big breaks, but as a Sophomore I first realize on what I miss out on at home: all the vacations, all the birthdays, and all the changes at home.
For my Easter Break, I spent time with my friends in the probably most childish way. On Saturday, I went to the Easter hunt organized by College Church with a friend, Lorraine, and her son, Jaxson. It was in Cook Center and it was such a fun event. Unfortunately, I was a little bit too old since the age for the event was birth to 6th grader. Although I have a really childish mind, I was not able to participate in the egg hunt, and Jaxson rather played with the grass instead of searching for eggs. We also made cookies and painted crowns and crosses. We got those fake tattoos and ate way too much sugar. It was funny to see all these kids having such a blast. It kind of reminded me of my mom’s day care at home. After that we went to their place to dye Easter eggs. It was awesome and I burnt myself several times, trying to make the most colorful egg in the world. They turned out really cool and we made about 24 eggs. I wrote some cards and gave away some of the eggs like my mom would do it every Easter. WIth the left over colors, we then wanted to know what happens if we color our hair. I thought it would wash out with the next shower, but the tips of hair are still kind of red. On Easter Sunday, I facetimed my family at home. I talked to everyone because my parents had invited the whole family to their place. They told me how my three-year-old nephew slides down the stairs on his mattress and I showed them the weird weather in Kansas.
My Easter was really refreshing. Yeah, I hit a time when I miss my family and my home a lot, but more important is that I have friends and family here as well and spending time with them is very valuable to me. I have friends that haven’t been home for long periods of time that I probably wouldn’t be able to handle. So when we talk about missing home, it is good to know that others feel the same way.