To my camp friends…

We’ve grown old. Really old. I used to wonder what it would be like when we all stopped going to camp and opened the next chapter of our lives. I wondered what colleges we would all go to, and I still wonder where we all will end up post-graduation. I always knew that no matter how frequently we talked or how far apart we were, we are united by the place that will always have a piece of our hearts, especially during the season where the sun warms our skin and our lips are stained with sugary popsicle juice.

It has been a long time since we have all been together in one of our favorite places. I see all of your pictures all the time and I always smile because I still see the 8 year old that I spent my summers with: tye-dye shorts from Denny’s and all. We will always fill each other in on the important parts of our lives, but we know it isn’t the same. People used to make fun of me for being so attached to camp, especially because it’s a day camp, but I didn’t care. It was one of those things that you could only understand if you were apart of it. We were together from the early morning where we would get to camp each day for lineup, tired by excited to start the day, until the afternoon when our sunscreen was worn off and our hair was a knotted mess. We got through the school years so that we could spend our days making string bracelets and singing to whatever new pop song was out at the time, laughing at the fact that even at the age of 12 we still had to do instructional swimming lessons everyday.

I miss all of you. I miss our memories. I miss being able to look forward to summer because it meant that I would be with the people that have known me for all that I am and all that I hope to be. You have all grown with me and we have cheered each other on for as long as I can remember. I’ve gone to your mitzvahs, prom pictures, and I plan on attending your weddings someday (God bless the lucky ones that will marry you crazy people). You are all so special and I am so happy to know that we have all grown into our own character which will always be touched by our camp.

To my camp friends: I always miss you a little bit more when my days are slow and chilly, the days when I time to reflect on how incredible life is. Please know that you will always have a piece of my heart. No matter where our lives take us we are forever brown and gold. I love you all.


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