Oh boy. So yesterday I got 2 packages and a letter!
Letter #1 was from my grandma. Love her! Her notes about everyday things help to remind me of where I'm at, who I am in my family. I am a granddaughter, I am a niece, I am a cousin, a daughter, a sister. I love her letters.
Package #1 A mystery! It came from California and was small but heavy. Bound to make me ask questions! I opened it and a small piece of paper from the company came out, a packing slip, and CANDY! Special edition carmel Tootsie Pops from my Uncle Dean!! I loooove carmel things so this was perfect! Plus I love a surprise so it was great. I love my Uncle Dean. I know I used more O's to say that I love carmel things, but I love him more than carmel things. Promise.
Package #2 From home sweet home, from my folks, my ma and pa. Sour patch kids (my favorite candy on any given day), photos, faith sticky notes with encouraging sayings, a sweet note, and a monogrammed polo with a Swedish flag and my camp nickname, Gus! It was so unexpected, I practically squealed with joy. It was really really cool. Photos are of friends and family. But those silly parents didn't send one of them! My mom did send a photo from The Judd's concert she went to- she was so close! Pretty sweet. I can still remember driving down 120 in our brown car that had a tape deck (ooo, ahh) singing "whoa whoa Grandpa/Tell me 'bout the good old days". I feel like there may have been more in the package, but I can't remember it right this second.
In other news- I had laundry and Hunger Hut today which is the canteen. We have a popcorn maker and I burned my pinkie a little. It hurt.
I missed my 2:00 Facetime date with Kate. I looked at my watch, realized it was 2:45, which is 3:45 her time and felt so lame. We will have to clear up what time we actually mean, and a time when I don't have to work in 15 minutes.
In other good news- I finished Crazy Love by Francis Chan. Have you read that book? If you are a Christian and you live in America I highly recommend you read it. If you are a Christian outside of the US, you should definitely read it. If you are not a Christian but live on this Earth, you should still probably read it. Chan is a great writer. It is a great book for remembering what God really wants from us, what love means and who Love is.
I rode a horse!! I was hanging around by the horses and I started petting one who was super soft and trying to take a nap on the post. I asked Sam, the wrangler, what its name was and she said, "Dakota." That's God at work, people.
Before I left, I did an equine therapy session that involved working on me in conjunction with learning and becoming comfortable with horses. The horse I chose to work with was named Dakota. Thanks to God being so awesome, there is a horse at camp named Dakota. So I'm petting Clydehurst Dakota, and Sam says "Do you want to go for a ride?" and I say "uhhhhhhh…I have to run the Hunger Hut at 3!" because I am chicken. I got scared and thought of anything I could. And Sam assured me that "We can just got for 10 minutes!" and I said "Can I ride Dakota?" and she said "Yeah, definitely!". I rode with a helmet, even though I'm 18 and I don't have to. I could just see myself getting bucked off and in the process of flying through the air thinking "oh crap, why did I not take a helmet". It was great! The stirrups were too long, that that was a little unnerving but as we were taking off (by that, I mean pulling away from the post), Sam reminded me that "Ok you've got it now. You're in control of him" or something like that. It was comforting and empowering. The ride was short, but great. I can't wait to keep riding this summer and hopefully into the future. Having a horse here named Dakota was totally a blessing from God. He is so cool.
Before I left, I did an equine therapy session that involved working on me in conjunction with learning and becoming comfortable with horses. The horse I chose to work with was named Dakota. Thanks to God being so awesome, there is a horse at camp named Dakota. So I'm petting Clydehurst Dakota, and Sam says "Do you want to go for a ride?" and I say "uhhhhhhh…I have to run the Hunger Hut at 3!" because I am chicken. I got scared and thought of anything I could. And Sam assured me that "We can just got for 10 minutes!" and I said "Can I ride Dakota?" and she said "Yeah, definitely!". I rode with a helmet, even though I'm 18 and I don't have to. I could just see myself getting bucked off and in the process of flying through the air thinking "oh crap, why did I not take a helmet". It was great! The stirrups were too long, that that was a little unnerving but as we were taking off (by that, I mean pulling away from the post), Sam reminded me that "Ok you've got it now. You're in control of him" or something like that. It was comforting and empowering. The ride was short, but great. I can't wait to keep riding this summer and hopefully into the future. Having a horse here named Dakota was totally a blessing from God. He is so cool.
OK I got majorly distracted and I can't really think about the train of thought I was on anymore. The blog brain is gone. Blehh I feel like I had a lot of stuff to say too. Oh well. More later!
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