Although it seems like we just met, you're the one I won't forget

I could do that thing where I summarize summer week by week, but no one would actually want to read that. I could tell a million stories about funny things the kids said and did, along with funny things the staff said, but that may be a lot of "you had to be there" sort of moments. But since Andrew was so upset that my last post was less than satisfactory and now I feel obligated to post something about the past two months of my life, I'll say this:

It's no secret that I love camp a lot, but it became really obvious this summer just how important camp is to my life. It was by no means a perfect summer. It was stressful as always, plus temperatures in the triple digits, and at one point, for the first time in my entire camp life, I was actually a little homesick. But I got through all of that, and I am now entirely sure that this is what I'm supposed to be doing with my life. This summer I took a lot of risks, and I really changed for the better. For the first time in my life, I feel ok with myself and with where my life is going. And that's what's really important.



And I've been thinking maybe somewhere down the road
After all our stories have been told
I'll sit and think of you, you
The dear friend I once knew
Shot through my life a shooting star