Labor Day means a long weekend at our favorite family camp. It symbolizes the end of summer and the beginning of another school year. We all came home exhausted, but refreshed in a weekend full of good friends, good memories, and good encouragement from a great speaker.
We indulge in quiet walks and special time.
The talent show is always a highlight of the weekend.
As well as the great outdoors and ropes courses.
The only brave, adventuresome thing I did the whole weekend was to swing on the rope swing. And I didn't even fall into the "peanut butter"!
My twin sister's family attends camp as well. Yes, we do look a little bit alike. We have fun teasing her twins about who's who because they can't always figure out which one of us is which, either.
For some reason I thought the second time around at camp wouldn't be so hard, but memories of Trent were everywhere. Tears were shed over empty bunk beds, worship songs, and camouflage capris.