Being far away from family is the worst part about living in NY. I only see my little brother 2 or 3 times a year and maybe see my parents 4 times each year. Not to mention I have missed so many weddings, baby showers, birthday parties, and so much more. Not to mention seeing baby Atticus grow up. I love NY, but I sure miss my family. Good thing I'm going home for the weekend because I may just have a mental breakdown if I don't see them all soon.
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