When I went to college, I moved six hours away to go to a community college and live with my dad and step-mom. As much as I loved the area, I hade a horrible time since I didn't know and didn't meet anyone while I was there. Both of my friends decided to go to a school in New Orleans, (we're from Illinois) so they only come home twice a year, but they have met so many people there, especially living in the dorms. They both love it there. I would say you'll probably miss Mikey a lot at first but it gets better as time goes on and it just makes the time you do get to spend at home that much more special.
(Of course now that it's happened three times I associate being at home as being between jobs and with no money or car. )