When I made the decision to study abroad in a foreign country, I knew I wanted a program that included living with a host family. I believed living with a family would make the transition much easier, than living in a lonely apartment. At first, I was extremely nervous to meet the people I would be living with for the next three months, but I was also very excited. The time finally came and before I knew it, I was living with my amazing host mom, Martita. Martita is a school teacher, who has two sons, named Greco and Cesar. She also has a grandson named Gasper. When I first wake up, Martita always has an awesome breakfast waiting for me. It usually consists of a sandwich, fruit, yogurt, and the juice that she has prepared for that day. We usually leave the house to start our day at the same time in the morning, and once I come back from school, she is always there to greet me. Throughout the day, we talk to each other in the living or on the outside deck. Our conversations range from talking about her favorite soap opera, to her helping me with my homework, that usually consists of learning about Chilean history or politics. By now it is already seven o’clock, when she calls my name to tell me that dinner is ready. She never lets me alone, even though Chileans usually eat dinner much earlier than we do. After I have eaten dinner, she offers me dessert, and a cup of coffee. Once I have completely done my homework and am ready for bed, Martita is usually sitting on the outside deck. This is my favorite part of the day, because we are both able to converse about many different things and forget about the stress of school or work. Martita has made the process of not seeing my parents a lot easier. She genuinely cares about me like a real mom would, by noticing if I have had a bad day and asking me what she can do to make me feel better. Martita also invited me to many family events, where I now feel that I am a part of her family. I believe the number one thing I will miss about studying in Chile, will be the conversations I had with my host mom, that I will cherish forever.