You Can’t Go Home Again/Home Is Where The Heart Is:
On Those Who Leave and Those Who Stay
Reflections and observations on what it’s like to be one of the few who leave your small hometown.
I was the first in my family to go to college. This was no easy feat. I remember being in my senior year of high school and just not having a thought about what would happen after. Because no one in my family talked about or asked about or assumed college was a thing I might do. I was smart, all A’s, lots of extracurricular activities, the whole package. But, just, working class…