Sunday of Two Week

From my journal:
Jaycee Sunday 2014,
Here I lay, in the same bed, in the same cabin, surrounded by pretty much the same campers as this Sunday last year. Yet my emotions are so much different. I am less overwhelmed and more at peace. I feel as if I could handle Camp stresses everyday, all year. My heart is full of dear friends that  are no longer new, but a year old. Ones that make me both sad and happy when I think of them because we share fond memories but they are just that- Memories. 
I love them.
Maybe I could convince their parents to let me come over and hang out during the colder months?
Maybe I could take a road trip to visit each of them at their workplace?
How far is West Palm beach anyways?
But no (as Jane Austen says, "Alas!") I must face reality. My friends, my loves, my Home is only for the summer. I must enjoy the summers when they are here and enjoy the memories when it is not.
My  favorite season is fall so I am quite split. Football starts in a month. I will be a senior in a month. Sweater weather is just around the corner. There are so many things that I look forward to but right now I would like time to stop, right here, right now. So we can stay here at Home, at Camp.
One Camp. One Heart. One Home.
mmm I want to linger,
mmm a little longer....