(Too) Close to Home

Decorah, only a mere 45 minutes away from my hometown of New Hampton, Iowa, seemed way too close to home. I was young and needed space and independence, but if there is one thing that I’ve learned in my life, it’s that you make want you want of the circumstances you've been given. Even in my first year at Luther, I noticed that I would only go home maybe once every few months or so. In that same year, a friend of mine who lived about two and a half hours away went home almost every weekend. I realized that I could live 45 minutes or 4.5 hours away from home and return as little or as much as I wanted.

I personally chose to not go home very often. However, I have found over the years that it also has its conveniences to be close. From the smallest things like: "Man, I really need to do my laundry soon but I don’t want to pay for it on campus" to the bigger events in my life like when my great grandma passed away a couple weeks ago. In both cases it was a quick drive back home to meet these needs. This last week I was able to complete tasks some where in the middle of these two examples. 

Some little background on me is that while I was in high school, I was part of the dance team with my friend Emma. Now, Emma is the coach of that team, and about a month ago she asked me if I could return home to help with judging the tryouts for next year's team! I was elated. Even if I don’t like to drive and don’t have the the fondest memories of high school, the dance team was a great part of my life and I loved being able to experience that again as well as help out a friend.

It really only took a couple hours of my time AND I was able to have a home cooked meal that night AND I still made it back to Luther at a decent hour so I could go to classes the next day. What more could I ask for?

If this was a blog about advice, I would say don’t worry about being too close to home. College is what you make of it, and being close just might come in handy! Ultimately look at the college and what it has to offer. Luckily Luther had so much to offer me, the distance didn’t even matter!

Sunset shot of downtown New Hampton, Iowa.
Pen and paper ready and stretches in preparation of dance team tryouts in New Hampton.
Loving my hometown New Hampton, Iowa.

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