Oh my mother, how am I going to cope far away from home, away from the warmth of my mother? Ever so caring and protective. As I stepped into my new apartment on East State Street in Athens, Ohio it dawned on me that all along I fed on the love of my mother. Now in this empty space, love seemed far reached. Away from the source of affection. When I was with her, we always argued on matters I felt I was matured enough to handle –she always insisted I came home early, stayed indoors and stayed safe…