I had a major realization though this morning when I was talking with my mom. In 3 weeks they will be going to Iowa, and I will not be. This will be the first time that the three of them will be going, and that I won't be partaking in the adventure. It will be my first summer in 19 years not to see my extended family.
I wish I could make both of my worlds work. I know that I'm meant to be at camp this summer, and I know that if I wasn't supposed to be spending the summer in Livingston that God wouldn't have allowed me to come back. I take so much peace in that simple fact, but the idea of missing an Iowa trip isn't a fond one. I wish that I could do both - that I could be at camp and loving on these kids and showing them Christ's love, but that I could also be able to spend time with my family too. I guess that is just part of growing up.
