to be vulnerable

"To love at all is to be vulnerable." That is what C.S. Lewis writes in his book The Four Loves. C.S. Lewis...that man knows how to write in such a way to hit something deep inside your heart. I read The Four Loves this past fall with a few women from camp. It was interesting to go through it with others and see what their opinions were about the different levels of love that Lewis talks about.

moments of rest

I am learning a lot about rest recently. I can't do it all. That is something I, frequently, need to be reminded of. I just can't do it all. It is my job to communicate with each group to get what they need and relay it to our staff so that group can have a superb week and can focus on their campers. Sometimes I do not get all the information or something changes last minute (plot twist!) and it is my responsibility to address the problem and find a solution. Sometimes the problem is "we need more toilet paper" which is easy to fix. Sometimes it is "we need to add 200+ people for a sack lunch tomorrow" and I have to figure out how to do that.

my heart song

I am looking to end my chapter at camp after this summer. When I mention that to some people this is typically what the conversation looks like:

dance like no one is watching

I find this appropriate for today. During the holiday season downtown Colorado Springs has a 'Downtown Stroll'. A few years ago a bunch of my friends and I headed down. We walked under lit trees, Christmas decked shops, listened to carolers, test tasted many things, danced, laughed, froze and ended the night with the most epic snow ball fight I have ever been a part of. (I believe I wrote about it 2 years ago)

introducing me: part 1

I am starting a series! I have not done this before (except for my thankfulness during November) and I will see how it works. This series is a little bit about me. So sit back, relax and be ready to enter the quirky world that is me. :)

adulting

It is weird growing up. I look around and I am sitting in an office of my own. I have my own phone, computer, email, and business cards! My walls are decked out with pictures of friends, family (as well as a gremlin) and cards from summer staff and groups that I have worked with at camp. I even have my own stapler! I have a house and picked up paper towels, milk, and bread the last time I ran to the store. I pay my bills and change my oil when I need to. 

What I learned this summer...

Another summer gone. As I look back on the past three months I have to smile. Although many times during the summer I was not smiling. I learned a lot and grew a lot. Recently a few people have commented that I must be glad summer is over. I typically have paused and thought through the last 13 weeks, smile and say no. As crazy as it was. As stressed as I was. As tired as I was...I actually miss it. I miss the noise and the music. I miss the laughter and yes even the confrontations that have made me stronger. Here is a list of a few things that I learned this summer (both good and bad)