So this summer, I am working at a boy scout camp. I love my job. I am up before sunrise and don’t go to bed till long after it is gone. I don’t spend a lot of time outside of the kitchen. I am the only girl under the age of 50 until tomorrow when my brother’s girlfriend gets here. All of these boys are wonderful people. I love being around them. There are a few of them that would claim as my best friends. Josiah and Clayton are their names. They are some of the sweetest young men I have ever had the joy of calling friends. Josiah and I have spent many hours talking, laughing and solving the problems of the world. Clayton and I have a symbiotic relationship. The 2 of us know that at the end of the day, both of us have had a long hard day and need some help working out the tightness in our shoulders. He massages mine and I massage his. It works out really well. I love working here and with these wonderful people. I have not been able to eat much. I seriously lost 5 lbs in the first week at camp. I am okay with that. Camp is hard on my body and all but I don’t ever want this summer to end. I know that as soon as the summer ends, I have to say good-bye to the 30 boys I now love as brothers. I don’t ever want to have to say good-bye to them. If only this summer could never end.
|June 8, 2015 at 12:43|
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