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One thing I’ve (re-)learned this summer is the power of a simple smile.

Today, for example, was a day full of smiles. I saw my son smile (goofy smile, of course) for five minutes straight just because I was making some silly noises while holding him. When walking from my house to the camp office, two campers came up to me, smiling, to tell me about a funny story a counselor had told them.

So — the moral of this story — are you having a bad day? Look at the children around you.

Well…the time is here. Camp officially begins tomorrow with the arrival of the first group of campers. Eight weeks of “the most stressful fun you’ll ever have,” to quote a co-worker of mine. That just about explains it.

You really have to love this job to do it, whether you’re a Junior Counselor all the way up to my position as Camp Director. The dedication and willingness to put in six to seven 15-hour (sometimes more) days takes the last of one’s energy every day.

So here we go down the road of summer that we have travelled through many times. Successfully, I might add. The scars we have aren’t easily visible to the outside world — but here, at camp, we know that counselors are the most dedicated individuals you will ever find. And as a group, you will never find a more supportive family on the planet than they.

Here begins the Summer of 2005.

Do you want to know how I can tell if things are happening the way they’re supposed to happen?

I can’t keep track of the days anymore. In a very good way (yes, there are bad ways) one day seems to blur into the next. The past six days have sped along, making me wonder…will the summer go too fast if I blink?

In other news…I’m counting down the days until Josiah arrives. If you didn’t know this, just take a look at the countdown clock on the left menubar. If it were up to Sarah, that clock would’ve reached zero two weeks ago!