By Elisa Acuña ’22
Home. Somewhere you never thought would change but one little thing could cause the greatest impact. I never realized how lucky I was to have her with me everyday until she was gone. She might not have been gone forever, but after being with someone all your life it sure seems like it. Home is not a place, it’s a feeling, a feeling you get when maybe you’re in a certain place or with a certain someone. Home doesn’t have to be a house. She drove me to school, and we told each other everything. People say, “well just Facetime.” “You can still text.” I know I can do all of those things, but it’s not the same. Home to me is the people I love the most even if those people aren’t in one place anymore. They are still… HOME.