weekend

It's been quite some time since I've written. Camp does that to a person. A day hasn't passed, however, without my mind mentally noting what I wanted to say.

Excitement and joy filled my weekend. I was leaving the staff here at camp and returning to familiar faces for a short period of time. Returning to a place and a people that I've missed, that I still miss when I am gone. I've written, erased, re-written, and erased again the words I wanted to say next and all I am going to leave with you is this: Words cannot express the acceptance and love I felt this weekend. I truly love it there and I am blessed beyond comprehension by the kindness and grace extended to me there.

I did not have much "down time" this weekend; I spent my time picking strawberries, hulling them, making cookies, going to the store, tubing, cleaning a house...yet it was the most relaxing weekend for quite some time. I was part of a family and I did regular family things. That means the world to me, and it blessed me.