half of my conscience

My nana is so funny. She's been trying to act as the family's voice of reason for me to not go anywhere far for college.

Example)

When ASU said they'd be willing to give me 12K if I applied there (I hadn't even applied!) she asked me if that would be too far to drive to and from everyday.

Example)

Yesterday she saw that Cruz guy on the news. The conversation went something like this:
Nana; What did that guy do?
Me: Oh, he shot a police officer.
Nana: Oh that's bad. Where, in Texas?
Me: No, here.
Nana: Here in Tucson?!
Me: YEs, nana, this happens all over.
Nana: Ah. But it happens A LOT MORE in Texas. (Where Rice is, btw)
Me: That was only El Paso.
Nana: BUt that happens everywhere.
Me: Exactly, including Tucson.
Nana: Exactly, there are dangerous people everywhere, so wouldn't you rather just stay here where you have family?
Me: (leaving the room)

I mean, yes I'm Hispanic, and the idea of me going off all by myself is foereign to her. After all, she's used to close knit families that go far beyond the nuclear. I mean, we try and call her relatives in Mexico at least once a month that she hasn't seen or even met in a long time. She hears about the dozens of grandkids and grandcousins that she'll never see. The idea of me branching off to who knows where just seems strange and very unfamilylike. But I dunno, my view of this is naturally biased. She also thinks that me staying at a dorm here would be too far away.

I love my nana, don't get me wrong, but it feels very constricting, that's all.