I have this favorite place – a camp where I spent a week every summer as a kid, and then many entire summers as a staff. I grew up here, my friends were here, I have seen this place at all hours of the day and night. This is where I started dating my now-husband, and also where we got married. This place is special.
I recently got to spend a week here with my family, taking in camp with different eyes. I helped in the kitchen (baking all the things!) while my kids played wide games, learned archery, and went kayaking. We all fell sleep exhausted every night. There are things about camp that are different now, but even when places like this change, they stay the same. The feeling here is the same. The bubble of being unattached to regular life, of things being simpler, of a group of people who are in it together. Inside jokes, seaweedy lake, wind through the poplars, sloppy joes, it’s the same.
Any time that I have found myself being asked to picture a favorite place in my mind, it is here, and will continue to be. Thanks for the new memories camp, it was wonderful to reconnect.