The main school building

I kind of want to say 'phew, I made it to the last night of camp', but I'm a little confused what I actually am feeling. Do I want to go home? Kind of, but I don't want to face reality again. Do I want to be away from here? Kind of, but I have invested time and energy into these relationships and leaving makes them seem pointless. (We will try to keep in touch a bit though.) I think I feel guilty too going back to an 'easier workload' at home. Cue panic about whether I should work or at least volunteer more. Maybe this is something to talk to Katherine about.

For now though, let's just accept I am leaving. Dreading the tidy up process though. I am trying to work out why... Maybe a fear of uselessly standing round wondering what to do. That and the fact there won't be time to escape to be on my own/socialise with Amy and Zoe. It is a seemingly endless block of time that I just have to keep going for. One God dependent step at a time. And by 1ish it will be done!

Today started off full of tiredness. I got to have a nap in the afternoon before doing my 1:1s that I had been dreading. God was so clearly present in them and I really enjoyed them. Very encouraging.

I hadn't been looking forward to the evening due to the lack of breaks/opportunities to hide but after sneaking off during dinner, I got involved in the jiving lesson which was quite a lot of fun. A little bit of chatting as well helped me feel closer to several other leaders. Only a week late, Laura... But never mind, it is good for next year...