Many people ask “How is it being so far from home?” And in a perfect world, I’d say “It’s not so bad” but, it’s not a perfect world and there are times I miss home so much that I cry. I’ve dealt with not being being to go home more than once (or twice) a year by keeping myself busy. Being an RA, president of a student group and currently being on co-op keep me quite occupied so the down-time is limited. My freshman year was the hardest because it took me a while to find a balance that allowed me to keep busy enough to not miss home but happy enough to not stress out. Now that it’s my senior year, I’m grateful that I’ve found it. I speak to my family back home more often now than I did freshman year and it’s helped with the homesickness quite a bit. 

It also helps to have people around me who miss home just as much as I do and in a place as diverse as Northeastern, you’re bound to find at least one person who can relate to you. Words of advice, call/skype/msg home as often as you can. As hard as it may have been to leave home, it was 10 times harder for your parents to let you leave (trust me).