“Most of us think of ourselves as thinking creatures that feel, but we are actually feeling creatures that think.”
It came so sudden that our last goodbyes were met with tears running down our cheeks and promises that we will return to the beautiful place the Indian Head Camp was for the summer.
It was the place where I met some of the most beautiful souls I could ever meet.
Indian Head changed us. It had such a great impact on some of us that we promised even before we left camp, that we will return next summer.
We started missing it even before we got on the buses and we all went our separate ways, back to real life.
I won’t deny it, we had our bad moments. There were times when we said that we want to go. Moments when we were frustrated with ourselves or with people around us. But the most important thing here was that the good times, the things camp thought us overcome those tiny dark moments.
I will miss the night talks with the girls in my bunk.
I will miss the early morning walks on camp and seeing deers, rabbits or birds just living their lives.
i will miss the sunsets.
the friday night campfires.
Hearth attack hill.
I will miss the nights off in Scranton.
And the lake at sunset.
The early lunches at the Lodge.
I will miss the pizza sticks. And the brownies.
And sitting on the porch with a ‘cuppa.
The heavy rains that came from nowhere.
each and every flagpole.
But most importantly, I will miss each and every one of the beautiful people I have met there.
It’s impossible to describe the effect they had on me, on my life.
I will just say that I am so thankful and happy that I chose to do summer camp.
It might be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Or more than one time.
It’s Magic. It’s Love. It’s Friendship. It’s Happiness.
My summer in photos…