"All in all, it was a never-to-be-forgotten summer — one of those summers which come seldom into any life, but leave a rich heritage of beautiful memories in their going — one of those summers which, in a fortunate combination of delightful weather, delightful friends and delightful doing, come as near to perfection as anything can come in this world.”
Dear Girls,
As time marches forward, carrying us deeper into September, I can feel summer being left behind.
In August, we savor the summer. At Camp, things are quite, and we rest. Our souls soak it all up - the memories we made, things we learned, things we laughed about, ways we experienced God, and the friendships we want to cherish. We let the goodness that we shared sink deep into our being so we can always carry it with us.
You know how some people eat tribe-day cake really slowly so they can savor every bite? Because dessert at lunch is special, something you can’t experience all the time. And that makes it sweeter. And you know how you can still taste the sugar on your tongue after the double-ding of the Dining Hall bell, and you smile a little to yourself as you head back to your cabin for Rest Hour, belly full of delight? Yeah, August is a little bit like that.
Now, it is September. And I can feel us saying goodbye to summer. The light is changing, the leaves’ true colors are starting to peek through the green, and Hut Row and the Enchanted Forest are so still and quiet. You are probably swept up in school work and football season and your own sports and activities. Maybe you’ve left ice cream and sno cones behind for pumpkin spice everything. Summer is now behind us.
But. Let’s don’t miss the chance to say what it was we so enjoyed together. Let’s don’t leave behind the ways the summer changed us. We got to share “a never-to-be-forgotten summer.” It was delightful, wasn’t it?
We love and miss you, DeSoto girls. Let’s keep in touch. Meet me back here sometime?
Love, Sarah
