Say Goodbye to the Presence of Homebody...ness

So, it's REALLY late (or should I say early because it's definitely morning right now...lol), but anyways. I'm JUST NOW noticing something or at least I think I am: I think that I have gotten over my homebody-ness just a little bit, and I noticed this just now by thinking back during the summer when I was at my stepmom's house with her and her family. I was with my stepmom for 8 days, and did NOT want to come home (and trust me this isn't normal for me because I am THE biggest homebody there is). Maybe that was because I hadn't seen her in such a long time, and I just felt comfortable. I just had a lot of me-time that I needed for a long time. I'm so busy and I tell myself, "Oh, I'll go take a walk around the pond," or "Oh, I'll go paint outside," but then I get distracted. My stepmom lives 2 hours away in West Union near Clemson, and being out of my comfort zone felt good. It felt like I could be a total different person, not in a way that changes who I truly am of course, but in a way that helps me become a better person. Do you ever feel like that? I've never moved in my life, but think about when you've moved whether it be from school to school, state to state, or even country to country. Do you ever tell yourself, "I can start fresh and become a different/better person."? No one knows you in this "new" place, so you feel like you can just start new. Now I didn't feel like that at my stepmom's house exactly because I was only there for 8 days, but when I think about leaving home to go off to college in the fall, I just think about how I can start fresh in this "new world", these new surroundings. I think about how many goals I can accomplish, and think about each step that God lets me take. I honestly believe that those 8 days I was away from home, helped me somehow by getting used to being in different surroundings. Now I know that once I go off to college in the fall, whether it be at Winthrop or somewhere else, I won't have too many people I know like I did at my stepmom's house (the only 2 people I knew at my stepmom's house was my stepmom and stepbrother....FYI: my dad and stepmom got a divorce when I was going into my freshman year of HS and she got remarried, but I still call her my stepmom and I still talk to her...but anyways). I know that being 2 hours away at college, will be TOTALLY different than being 2 hours away at my stepmom's house where I know someone and feel comfortable around...but when I think about it a little more, that separation between me and my mom and brother helped me a little to get used to what it'll be like in just a few months. I can honestly say I'm ready, scared, but ready. I know that I'll be okay though. God will be watching out for me every step of the way, and I know I can do it. Like Mrs. Moore tells me ALL of the time, "Can't never could."