Just yesterday, I accepted the offer of a lifetime: An internship with Walt Disney World in sunny Florida for the entirety of my next semester. I have been dreaming of this moment since I was in high school, so coming to terms with how I actually feel upon acceptance into the program is much harder than I expected.
I grew up in Waterford, N.Y., a tiny town on the outskirts of Albany. New Yorkers are known to share this mentality that we are superior, which is extremely true in my case. However, I have always felt drawn to New England. My mother grew up in Eastern Massachusetts, and that connection alone was enough to leave me wanting more. I always knew I wanted to go to college in the region to bring me back to my roots, and trips to visit family or get blueberry pancakes in Maine with my grandfather only solidified my decision. I have become acquainted with the Berkshires since beginning school here, and their beauty has already left its mark on me. That being said, here is what I will miss most about New England:
The mountains. The day after moving to North Adams, myself and my teammates took a trip to Walmart. The view overlooking the store is absolutely breathtaking, and when I brought it up, everyone just shrugged and said, “well, yeah.” For most, its easy to become accustomed to your everyday sights, but my jaw still drops every time I pull into the parking lot.
The food. I’ll admit, compared to home, there is nothing here; but that is what I love. All of my regular restaurants at home are chains. Here in New England, if I want a bite to eat, it’s at a tiny little family-owned dive. Not only is it delicious, but I am supporting the local business of one of my favorite places in the world.
The culture. Everyone here slows down. The people are kinder, and the sense of welcome you feel when you meet another New Englander is like no other. The majority of the towns here are pretty small, and everyone knows each other. Being a part of something so small and tight-knit makes me feel as though I belong.
The snow. Did I ever think I would admit that? And especially in early March? Never. Realizing that this Christmas will be my first which will not be white is absolutely heartbreaking. And while I cannot stand the cold, something about sitting back and just watching the snow fall is so magical (especially on the Berkshires).
I cannot wait to soak up the sun with my favorite mouse next semester. Being able to have the Disney Company on my resume will ensure that I stand out to possible employers for the rest of my life. On the other hand, leaving behind my friends and all of the beautiful sights and stops of the quaint little area I have come to know these past eight months sounds almost unbearable. If I am ever plagued by homesickness while I am away, I will just remember that my second home will always be here waiting for me.
New England.