So, today the campers arrived at the lovely Camp Pinewood. It has been one of the longest and most stressful days of my life. 380 kids, 2 charter flights, a million problems, and a box of Swiss cake rolls... pretty much sums it up. I really like working here, but dealing with stuff like this has made me realize how much I don't want to become a rich, snobby mom. I have dealt with so many people, with so much money... and it seems they lose all common sense and manners because they have a fat rock on their hand or a Rolex on their arm.
They have let their money take the place of common courtesy and a smile.... that is sad and annoying, to say the least. It has really reminded me to be humble, respect where I come from, and never forget it. I like to think I am doing things with my life and hope to someday be comfortable... but never, EVER to I want to become one of the people that think that money makes them more valuable than any other human being. We all came from the same place and no one else has the right to judge another person, regardless of how many zeros are on your check at the end of the month.
While there have been a fair share of assholes, there are also those people that are so genuinely nice and do good things with their money. I respect those people and I would be ok turning out like one of them... Money is powerful... but only to a point. Respect is more powerful though, and you can gain that with or with a wad of cash in your wallet.
On to other things, the summer is flying by. It is already June 10th, it seems like only yesterday I was packing my things to go home... I was there for a total of 8 days and then I came here. I am really glad that I did... it has made me test my limits, personally and professionally. I know that I don't want to be a secretary... I would love to own a camp one day. It would be an amazing thing I think. Camp is a wonderful place and it allows kids to become who they are. I don't know if these kids know how lucky they are... but maybe one day they will realize the value of the time they spent here.
Life is funny.... that is the conclusion I have come to. You don't have enough time for the things you love most... they get taken from you too soon, and it hurts too much. So, I am going with this new outlook on life, live it like you were dying... because really we are. It is only a journey, that isn't really our own anyway. We are only here for a short time.... make it worth while. Let go of petty things that really don't matter, focus on the things that really matter. Family, friends, love, laughter, making it count when it matters. Do it... don't dream about it, or think about it... live life...
Til next time... better days.
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