Ouch.

You know, I think it has finally hit me. My family is leaving. My mom, my dad, and my little sister are going to be about a 28 hour drive away from me. I don't know how well I am really going to handle this. You know how right before you cry, you get this hard lump in your throat, and it feels like you can't breathe for a minute? That's how I feel now. And I don't know that it will go away anytime soon. Lately my mom has been my total support team. If I have a bad day at work, or I am worried about school, she is the one who reassures me that I can make it. She makes sure that I eat right, that I have gas in my car, and that I know that I am loved. My dad is gruff, and sometimes it seems like he doesn't really care, but my mom told me that he wanted to pay my tuition for this semester because he is so proud of what I am trying to do. Sometimes if he knows I am not in the greatest mood, he will come and find me and just give me this great big bear hug, just because. My baby sister is sometimes annoying, borrows my stuff, and does not put it back, but she is so sweet when she knows I am sick. She will make me tea, and just lay down with me for a while to make me feel better. She tells me about the crushes that she has on the boys, and cries to me when she has a bad day. And this is the last whole day that I get to have with them. I have school and work tomorrow, and work on Tuesday, and then they leave first thing Wednesday morning. I have homework that is not finished, boxes to move, and here I sit. Everyone is taking a well deserved nap before church, and I am trying to do homework, but all I and do is sit here and cry. So much for waterproof mascara.