This was my BEST summer yet at camp. Our arts and crafts schedule was more packed than usual, with the campers coming to our area four times during the week per cabin group instead of their usual three times. We did major projects. Not just one, but three, plus more beading time than we've ever had. The campers were awesome. The counselors are truly some of the best people I know.
Seven of us flew into San Antonio from Dallas and arrived to the hospital where we meet each year to load up our stuff and head out to Kerrville where our camp is. My first year, I remember watching all these people hug for the first time after not seeing each other for a year and feeling a bit awkward. I knew no one and they were greeting each other as if they were at a family reunion seeing loved ones they held dear. I stood and watched as they all hugged and found a group of other newbies so we could awkwardly stand together. Now, seven summers later, I am a part of that family and a part of that reunion. THE HUGS. Oh, the hugs I got when I arrived. I can't tell you how badly I needed those hugs or those people. After months of pain with the separation and divorce, I needed to be there with this special family of mine, enveloped by their friendship and love.
We pulled into the camp and a counselor said, "we're home, guys." Yes, we were. For the next week, that was our home. We would have Happy Nappy time, activities, a carnival, dining hall food for breakfast lunch and dinner, a dance, and so much more. Most importantly, we would be working with some of the most inspirational and amazing children. There was a fourteen year old girl with a prosthetic leg (coolest prosthetic ever with the entire thing detailed with a photo of the Beatles) who had not been able to be without her crutches at all in PT. What did she do at camp? SALSA DANCE. Now THAT is the magic of camp.
I could (and do) talk incessantly about camp and what we do. I could tell you for hours about songs, funny things people said or did, our late nights getting ice cream after the campers were in bed, and of course, about the campers. I could tell you how I was ridiculously stupid happy every single day. The happiest I've been in MONTHS.
Camp is magical.
We are not allowed to share photos that include campers, but here are some other camp photos. This doesn't even scratch the surface of how great Camp Discovery truly is. Pictures will never fully be able to do that.
On the plane with Charlie. Charlie has been a great friend for years and I am so thankful for his friendship over the past few months. He's really been here for me.
On the plane silliness
The Arts and Crafts room. My home away from home!
Me and Amy. Love this girl and all her snarkiness
The tough part about being at camp--being away from my loves. Luckily, Andrew set up FaceTime on my MacBook and I was able to see the girls a few times during the week and called every day.
Paint isn't just for birdhouses, you know!
To go with our hero theme, we had wounded soldiers from the Center for the Intrepid join us on Tuesday of camp. These three guys hung out with us in A&C for an activity period and were incredibly inspiring
Amy excited to tie dye. We only did it this year because she loves it and begged me.
I'm not so much a fan of the tie dye
And this would be why. After two straight days of tie dye (this photo is after day one), I still have dye in my cuticles one week later. It's chaos and messy as heck, but the shirts turned out great and the kids had fun.
Took this photo for Maggie. We had a superhero theme week, so this was me ready for our dance. Amazing what being 50 lbs less will do for you--I danced almost the whole time. White girl, uncoordinated dance moves, of course, but I danced! HAHA
New activity this year. Watched The Incredibles outside after our campfire. Very cool
I always love the chalk art that happens in my room every year
Indication we did a LOT in A&C this year--this is all empty boxes we threw away!
Me and Charlie right after Jello Wars. I blame him for the glop of whipped cream in my ear!
Gotta love a guy who rocks purple tights to jello wars. :) My friend Brandon
Love counselors. My job is work, but NOTHING compared to all the work they put in during camp.
Johnny, our Co-Director. Highly respect this man.
She was happy with the end result of her tie dyed creation. Worth it