Camp Well + Turning 28

I keep trying to find some way to describe my time at Camp Well.
To sum up the fullness of my heart + the anticipation I have for whats next - but I don’t know that words are adequate.

I’ve spent every day this week surrounded by phenomenal women.
I rode a freaking horse up a mountain + sat at tables filled with ridiculously good food + vulnerable conversations.
I scribbled dreams + fears onto pages and then sat humbled as the generous women around me spoke truth to every space.

And on the last morning of camp, with the ranch covered in snow, a new friend pulled me aside for a pre-birthday “photo shoot”. Asking me to trust her, despite my discomfort in front of the camera.

From Camp Well nestled in the middle of Lost Valley Ranch, to birthday dinners with my favorite Texas gals, this week I have felt:
wholly loved,
fully seen,
and incredibly celebrated.

Year 28 is starting off mighty fine.

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