I love summer at camp. I really do. And I always dread the end of it.
But the week after camp is always a good change of pace. We don’t live life by the ringing of the bell – we have our own schedule again. And it is completely quiet – very peaceful. I actually have time to realize that I was tired.
As much as I wish that summer could go on forever, realistically I know that we could never permanently live at that pace! So this week has been good.