Last day! Finally! We had no major meltdowns at campfire! There was one at my favourite activity, but it sort of feels like normal life at this point in the week. I don’t have much to say about today, other than that it was a whirlwind of emotions; up and down all day, but I know that I’ve learned how to be loved and cared for this week. Reflecting on it, my word of the summer, I think, is love. I’ve learned to love others, that I can be lacking in love, how to love myself, and how to let myself be loved. I think that the fourth week was important in the sequence of what God was teaching me. Though it was a long, long week that I never want to repeat, it was good. God is good. All the time.