I'm sure you are all wondering what exactly "medvegas" means or where it is. I was born and raised in Medfield, Massachusetts and loved every second of it. When our grade headed off to college some groups of people decided to nickname our town "medvegas" because we considered this small town to be a Vegas in our eyes. The place we could go back to and be with our friends again and party like we did in high school. I'll never forget the first time going home after moving into URI. I felt spoiled being in a spot that was bigger than a eight by ten room. I had a shower where I didn't need to put on flip flops to get in. I had my own closet. The list of emotions I felt that first time I stepped into my house after being at college is endless.
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| Convenient Store in the Center of Medfield |
Sure the physical aspects of having a home to go back to can sometimes be highlighted a bit more after returning from a dirty, eight by ten room. However, the emotional part of being home was the greatest feeling in the world. Having my parents there to talk to(and of course cook me dinner). Having Sammy, my dog, greet me when I walked in the door as if he couldn't live without me. And of course my two older brothers, asking questions about school, dwelling on the fact that they can't go back.
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| One out of about three restaurants in Medfield |
The day before I left for college was the most anxious I have ever felt. I Couldn't wait to move into school and get out of my house that I have lived in forever. All these thoughts changed when I went home for the first time and realized how welcoming home truly is compared to college. I sure didn't arrive at school with hugs, kisses, and a dog jumping all over me.
At home I'm comfortable, stable, loved, and most of all I am able to live in more than a single eight by ten room. At home I can look out my window to acres of land instead of buildings. I can walk downstairs and smell a home cooked meal. I mean honestly, who doesn't love home and everything about it?
