On Our Way To Crazy

Hi! We survived camp.

Good things that happened last week:
-we all got there in one piece AND made it back with no serious injuries
-I drove a giant van twelve hours and NO ONE DIED
-we tasted cheerwine
-our kids went from uncertain cynicals who wanted to go home on the first night to Fuge cup winners and future staffers on the last
-the food was mostly good
-we had only one big fight in the dorms and lots of relationship mending
-we all lost ten pounds from climbing rec hill every day
-junior high girls who had never spoken a word to anyone wouldn’t shut up by the end of the week
-our group singlehandedly started a camp-wide dance party
-kids who I thought would never open up were telling their stories to the whole group
-we learned that moles have hands like people, only smaller
-our random group of 30 kids went to camp strangers and came home friends

It was just what we needed. There wasn’t a ton of crying (though there was definitely some), there weren’t many big decisions or life-changing declarations. We just spent a good week together, playing games and being silly and getting to know each other. I won’t say walls were totally broken down, but they are definitely starting to crumble. I saw kids sitting and laughing together who wouldn’t have made eye contact before. We began, as Pastor Gary said all week, to do life together.

There are a million stories I could post here, most of which would not be very funny to anyone who reads this blog. They have that ‘you had to be there’ quality trip stories always have. Instead I will just say this: I love these kids. This is the first time in my adult life that I have been totally content with my job. Which is a good thing, because I just found out my old company signed a management deal with Kelly Clarkson, and I am much less jealous than I could be.