Send Your Future Children To Summer Camp— Thank Yourself Later

Send Your Future Children To Summer Camp— Thank Yourself Later

how summer camps enrich both your childhood and adulthood alike.


For the better half of my childhood, I attended a summer camp. This summer camp in a small, unheard-of-by-most, middle-of-nowhere town taught me important lifelong lessons and gave me the best friends a girl could ever have.

More specifically, this summer camp made me feel more emotions in one week than I had ever felt in a year beforehand. Feelings of love, sorrow, happiness, excitement, anxiety, and feelings of nostalgia are all things that come running back to my mind when I hear the simple sound of a crackling fire, cicadas chirping, or the splash of a pool.

The minimalist aspects of a summer camp truly filled my heart with complete joy, even if it's not the first time I'm experiencing or doing it. Examples include: being reunited with other campers whom I haven't seen for a year, making homemade hawaiian pizza, dancing along to that summer's hit while tying knots on yet another friendship bracelet, and so much more. The simple things that make a summer camp a youth's home away from home will remain with them for the rest of their lives.

The relationships one gains while attending a summer camp is indescribable. Despite the fact that most times you're with your fellow campers for less than a week, co-existing with them in a confined space such as a wood cabin makes you close in more than one way. These friendships only continued to grow the older I got, and even to this day I'm still friends with the ones I went to camp with over three years ago.

The beginning chords of a song play softly on a guitar, and smiles creep onto faces and eyes look towards friends as campers start to sing along. My favorite parts of summer camp were those spent at a campfire with a guitar, and a few of my closest companions. These nights are also indescribable, because while others might call us crazy for sitting on the ground with mosquitoes crawling all over us, with only the campfire and the moon lighting up the night, it's perfection, in my mind. There's nothing I'd rather do than lay on my back and look up at the stars, listening to the fire slowly die down, and appreciate nature without the distractions of daily life.

Campers and counselors alike were taught that no matter what wishes they make at the closing campfire, the ashes of the burnt sticks that carried said wishes would always remain at camp. Because of this, both campers and counselors felt a connection to camp, even if we weren't there, our wishes always were.

Not only was summer camp home to some of the most relaxing memories I have, it's home to some of the most chaotic, competitive, and fun memories that will take home in my mind as well. With all of the all-camp games, such as Mission Impossible and Capture the Flag just to name a few, it's easy to say that not only did I gain some memories, but a few scratches and bruises as well. The homemade foam slip-n-slide, arts and crafts, and the opportunity to make desserts over a fire tested my ability to be creative, and how to make something that would serve a purpose, either to me or to others.

Summer camp was my second home, and parts of me will always believe that aside from my parents, it helped to raise me. I wouldn't be the person I am today without half of the memories, lessons learned, and fun times shared with others. It will always remain one of the most magical places in my world.

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A Letter To My Best Friend On Valentine's Day

Because you are my ultimate Valentine.

To my beautiful best friend,

Warning: This letter is about to get extremely cheesy. I am talking four cheese lasagna cheesy. But no one deserves a love letter like this more than you do.

This Valentine’s Day, I want to express my love for you. On this wondrous occasion with which most people express their love to their significant other, I want to tell you, my best friend, how much I cherish our friendship.

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You are the ultimate love of my life. Boys have come and gone but you remain a constant; for that I am grateful. You have been there for me when my family could not be; for that I am grateful. You have been my backbone, my rock, and all those other clichés people use to describe the people they care about, and yet you have been so much more than that as well; for that I am grateful.

All my love this Valentine’s Day goes out to you, my friend, because you do not receive it enough. You have picked me up out of the dirt, brushed me off, and kissed my wounds more times than I can count, and I will never be able to thank you enough for that, but I am sure am going to try.

Thank you for the midnight cries. Thank you for the midnight laughs. Thank you for ordering way too much food with me and still just eating it all. Thank you for the advice, both solicited and unsolicited. Thank you for telling me what I need to hear, even when it isn’t what I want to hear. Thank you for the silly pictures. Thank you for the stupid inside jokes. Thank you for making bad decisions with me. Thank you for laughing with me and laughing at me. Thank you for the endless memories.

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More than anything, I want you to know that I love you. I love you. You are the family I get to choose, the one I go to when I have nowhere else to turn. You are the one I know I can always run to, whether we saw each other yesterday or haven’t seen each other in a year. You have played a part in molding who I am as a person, and I am so grateful for having such an amazing person affecting my life in such a positive way.

With all the love in my heart,

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Blood Doesn't Determine Family

Blended families are just as much of a family as a traditional one.


If you look above, you can see that have a very large family on my mother's side. Between my grandparents, aunts and uncle, cousins and my own immediate family, we're at thirty-three members and counting. All branches of our family tree have busy lives, so we don't get to see each other as much as often as we would hope to. Christmas is the one time a year where we all finally get together for the evening. If you sat in on our holiday party, you may think that we have a couple screws loose, but there is no doubt that you would be able to feel the love radiating from room to room.

If you look at the picture I chose for my header, you can see all of the cousins gathered for our yearly picture. Dysfunctional, of course, but you can tell that love is there. Would it surprise you that out of our entire huge family, less than half of us are blood-related?

I come from a blended family, and I wouldn't have it any other way. Blood does not determine family to us. Love does.

Divorce can be a messy thing, especially when children are involved. Both my aunt and uncle had remarried into relationships that already had children. For the most part, none of us can really ever remember a time when we weren't considered family. We don't ever look at each other as not being related. We never will. Family to us is the love and support that is shared unconditionally between us.

As I said, you would never be able to tell we weren't blood-related unless I told you. Not only do we all look similar to one another (which again is odd, because if the marriages had never taken place, we would just have a ton of doppelgangers running around), but the love and passion that we radiate is unmistakable that we have a bond that will never be broken, let alone determined by biology.

Blended families tend to get a bad rap sometimes from some of the horror stories that can come from second marriages. Not only that, but some people still are stuck in the idea that the only socially acceptable type of family is one where the lineage is clear and concise. Although I can see where these people come from, I don't believe that because there is a lack of shared genetics between all of us, our love is any less strong.

Family is those who will answer a call or text late at night because you need someone to talk to. They're the ones that you end up staying at their house and talking for hours when you meant to make a quick trip in. They are there for you no matter the situation and always believe in you one hundred percent.

Traditional families have a lot of love too, undoubtedly. But please, do not tell me that my family is any less of a family of a family because of its makeup. We have just as much love between us as families with the same bloodline. Blood does not determine the amount of love and affection between all of us. It never will. We will love each other as much as a traditional family. We never look at each other as a mixed family, so please stop treating us as such.

I've said it so many times, but I'll remind you once more. Blood does not determine family, love does-- and I love my family more than life itself.

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