Post #9 Where's My Home?

Last weekend my mom came to visit for my cheerleading banquet. While she was getting ready to leave she teared up (of course) and said "I can't wait for you to be home in 2 weeks." With out a pause I replied "I am home." She laughed and told me that no this is not my home, this is my school and my home is with my family. Not wanting to start anything, I replied that I was just joking of course.



Why I said that I don't really know...

I didn't even mean to call Penn State my home, but it was just a natural reaction, like I almost wanted to defend Penn State and make sure my mom knew that this is a home to me. You will constantly hear people say that home is where the heart is. As much as my heart is at my home in Maryland, Penn State has become just as much of a home. My friends, my team, and I consider each other family, because when your actual family is so far away you need someone else to depend on.




Penn State is where my heart is. I know it is corny and when I decided to come to Penn State I thought that the amount of love people had for this school was silly, but after just 9 months I completely understand. When you come to Penn State you become a part of something magical and you can't help but be overwhelmed with pride. Not pride because this is such a great place, but pride because you found a place to somehow love you as much as you love it. Penn State would be nothing without its students, faculty, and alumni.

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This was a rocky year for Penn State with out a doubt. From scandals to riots to our beloved Pa passing on, we stood strong. Together we have created a huge 40,000 person family and a true home away from home.