Camp life has been pretty entertaining so far this summer, but I think that I’m about ready to be done and back home or, better yet, back at SPU. I thought I had my purpose here figured out, but now I’m not so sure. Allison left tonight and Ellie leaves in exactly one week. And I don’t know why, but that’s been hard for me to process. I hate the feeling of missing people. It feels like a ball of sadness has welled up within my chest and I’m not able to let go. And I’ve never been able to handle sadness well; I don’t know what to do about it.
Thankful for those three days that we got to spend together and those three mornings that I got to wake up with you sleeping next to me. I think people underestimate the beauty of falling asleep next to someone they care about. There’s no better feeling than knowing you’re safe and secure and genuinely content with who you are and where you’re going. Though I wish our time together could’ve lasted longer, I now anxiously await September where we can be reunited once again.