A special place in my heart.

Unfortunately, my time at family camp is over, but it was well worth it. I sat around a camp fire telling stories and eating s’mores, spent some time at the pool, ate at the dining hall and took a walk down the creek. There were times I felt like I was a teenager without a care in the world. Although there were few people who I grew up with, it was great to talk to who I could. Camp friends will always have a special place in my heart.

The last bit of my time on the camp ground was spent talking to a friend, who I know will read this post at one point or another. We talked about how our lives have changed and encouraged each other. As the conversation went on she mentioned this blog, and that she appreciated how I openly express myself. I told her that some days I honestly feel good, others not so good, but I try each day to write my truth. We both agreed that there is no doubt that one way or another the words I write here will give comfort to more than just me.

Camp is truly a special place where time has a way of standing still, and the connections we make last a lifetime. I hate to have to go back to the real world.

Tomorrow will be a little bit easier and I will become a stronger me everyday. 

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