Enough

Yesterday I was visiting somewhere that I have been DESPERATELY trying to cut back on. I have been fairly successful… but sometimes the allure of a caramel frappucino is more than even I can handle!! Hahaha!

Anyway… yesterday I stopped in at my favorite local Starbucks and saw a quote on the wall. It said:

Proposal for a well lived day: The best days go the fastest. Keep up.

Ah. So true a statement. It is August. Time for another week at Tar Hollow. (My 10th year, by the way… I am SO OLD!). It is hard to believe how quickly the summer has gone. Wasn’t it just yesterday that we went camping at John Bryant? Wasn’t it this morning that I woke up in my tent in Minnesota or this afternoon that I was two years old in the Global Village? At the same time it seems like Power Lab VBS at Sulphur Grove was a lifetime ago and it has been years since the spring party.

Truly the summer has passed much too quickly and after next week at camp all my youth will head back to school, some of my favorite people will move away to college… and I dive head first into a whole mess of planning for the new school year.

It feels like this summer was full of “best days”. There were lots of difficult ones too… ones that were HOT or frustrating or exhausting. There were days that tried my patience and tested my resolve. But there were so many that went so fast. So many days in beautiful and amazing places. SO many in places that were filled with laughter… and sweat… and tears. There were days that I got to the end of and my ONLY thought was… I can’t believe this is my life… so many “best days”.

How do I sum it up? Do I mention the things I learned? The ways that I learned to live simply or experience nature or build a deck or breathe deeply? Do I tell you that I learned more about myself in 4 weeks in July than I have learned in 4 years? Do I tell you that this summer I met people who challenged me to change my thinking, to not settle for what everyone expects, and to truly LIVE? DO I tell you that this summer I spent time with people who made me think? Made me laugh? Made me cry? How do you put into words that in a brief 2 months the way I think has changed, the way I want to live has changed, the person I want to be has changed?

Do I admit that I have laughed harder about holes in the bottom of my iced tea cup or the youth boys uncontrollable need to pass gas than was even remotely appropriate? DO I admit that some of the best moments of my entire summer were found at a campsite on Lake One where I slept and read for hours on a rock pile? Do I admit that I cried more this summer from heartbreak and disappointment that I would have ever imagined was possible? Do I admit that this summer frustrated me in ways that are still making me reevaluate who I am?

Would I share that this summer I learned the difference between priority and urgency? That I see the difference between being and LIVING? That I both met and walked away from people who I value more than some people I have known my whole life?

Would I tell you that it still makes me laugh? That it still makes me dream? That it still makes me cry? Would I admit that I found both my emotional and my peaceful side this summer? Would I say I found myself this summer losing the person I was… all the while having no idea of the person I was becoming?

The best days go the fastest. Keep up.

Could it be that I still have a few MORE weeks of summer… a few more weeks with people that I love? Its off to camp in the morning… to try and LIVE not just BE.

Its me… trying to keep up…. And being blissfully unaware of where the ride may end, but content with wherever it takes me.

God is good!
Thank you… tchau!