Friends, I realize that I have been gone for four months… but I’m totally back in the game.
I will explain the break.
A day after returning home from mid-MO in may I was shipped off to Sky Ranch for counselor training
Two weeks later, I returned home. I was there for a few days before a trip to New York…. a fabulous week alone in a big city. The juxtaposition of my simple time spent there with the busy-ness felt around me really put me at peace. I also got to tour the UN, MoMA, and other favorites. And oddly enough, I did not shop, very strange considering that is what most of my trips consist of.
Followed by a trip to ATX with little brother so he could look at UT… but really because my dad hoped that if I would visit again I would change my mind about not transferring (no such luck, sneaky bastard). At the end of our stint in Austin, John (little ginger brother) told me “People here are too weird, I wouldn’t fit in.” And he was right, it is definitely not his scene.
SO a week or two later I returned to the beautiful, amazing, magical, self-dubbed BEST CAMP EVER AKA Sky Ranch. Here, I had six of the most amazing weeks of my life. Not only did I form amazing relationships with campers, co-counselors, and other staffers, but I grew so much in my relationship with Christ. I have never depended so much on God to get me through the day before in my life. I would return in a heartbeat…. except not really because I got uber sick of camp nastiness they call food, all of the “sammys” AKA WATER MOCASSINS everywhere in skynasty lake, and hearing Hannah Montana 12391023912 times a day. BUT you all have heard about this enough, I know. I am constantly reminded by friends to stop talking about camp… I’m pretty sure they are just jealous they don’t get to live in TEXAS or have amazing summers as a camp counselor.
Yes, being immersed back into mid-MO has caused me to regain some of my texas pride. Don’t hate - I’ve decided I much prefer Columbia to Dallas… so much that I probably won’t go home next summer.
SO this brings us almost up the present, minus school starting and the blur that has been the last six weeks of my life.
Overall, I’m happy. Oddly at peace. Content? Yes. Content, the best place one can be in their lives.
