Love blindfolds the pain.
Love, it warms me from the inside out.
Love overlooks the bad and brings forth the good.
It’s a camp kind of love.
Why would I do anything to be here (at camp)?
It’s because if it meant cleaning toilets for me to be here, then I will. If it means waking up at 2am to bring a child to the bathroom, hand me a flashlight and I’ll lead the way. There is nothing really bad about the job. At times it may look like it when you’re in doing it, but once you step back and see the big picture… it’s all worth it. Every scrape, every tear, every trip to the nurses because a kid threw up on you. It is all worth it in the end.
Camp is a magical place in itself. Add kids and staff, and you’ve got a party. Everywhere you look, there will always be a smile or a warm embrace waiting for you, and I’m not talking about the weather. J I have never smiled as much as I did that summer of LT’s. The whole summer experience was a blessing for me and I am honored to be chosen to spend this coming summer at such a holy place.
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