A Weekend Worth Remembering *grin*

This weekend I went to the Fall Barn-A-Break out at Camp Barnabas! It was a lot of fun, and as always, I have a few tidbits I want to remember. You can read along if you like, but this post is more for me than for you. *grin*

The first night was the last game of the ACLS, and I remember how many of my cabin friends were Royals fans. *grin* We spent the night checking the score, and the game had a rain delay. We wound up in family time, which is late at night, with my parents texting us that the Royals had WON! *grin* I couldn't hear a lot of family time that night due to the fans, but, I do remember the texts! That was memorable. *grin* Oh, and as I walked back to the Barn-A-Bunk, I passed Reid's cabin and told them that the Royals won. For the rest of the weekend, every time Reid walked by me, he'd say "Go Mets!" I'd reply, "Go Royals." This morning, I overheard him say, "I've been a Mets fan for two days now." I laughed. I love camp, stuff like that happens all the time!

I was in Ronni's cabin again this weekend, and it was amazing! My favorite Ronni moment was during our cabin picture. We went outside for it, and one of the campers wasn't fired up about coming out, so while we waited Ronni and I had fun posing for pics. I laughed more during that time than I have in quite some time. I even reached the silent laugh, which I haven't done in a long, long, long time. It was probably my favorite moment of the entire weekend. *giggle*

Oh, I guess I don't want to forget breakfast Saturday morning. I was sitting and chatting, and Claire (one of our campers) hit me on the head. Twice. I turned, and Claire's assistant then found out she had a headache. My heart leapt for her, as I scooted my chair back a smidge. *grin* Not too long after that, Claire apologized, and I could tell she was past the stage of crisis. The rest of the day, she was kind of trying to make up for it, which I thought was sweet. I just kept telling her how much I liked her, without mentioning the hit. She and I became pretty good friends. And she didn't hit me again. *grin*

Gracie borrowed my phone a lot to sing to music. She isn't the best singer in the world, but she has Down Syndrome, and it was precious to hear and watch. *grin*

During the Fall Festival which had hayrides, smores, and pumpkin smashing, I sat and watched everyone. Gosh, Barnabas is such a special place. Martha Grace led people around like usual. One girl with Down Syndrome led four reg. ed. teens in tons of games, and she'd stop them occasionally and change the rules on them. They didn't care, they just went with it. *grin* So many returners were there that it was truly a family reunion. E.C., Megan, Mandy, Adrian, Jennifer, Rebecca, gosh, my list of girls could go on and on that I've had as volunteers that are now on staff. I'm so proud of those gals. Truly. Right before I left camp for the day, the girls wanted a pic with me. I am truly blessed by those young ladies. I hope I get a copy of that pic. I need for my refrigerator. *grin*

I made several new friends too, which is always fun too. I love how my Barnabas family grows each time I go out there. You'd have to be there to get it, but it truly is a family atmosphere out there. *grin*

For the first time since I've been going to Barnabas, they had awards today for the campers. Ronni got the Life of the Party Award. I laughed. That was fitting beyond words. The true surprise came when I got an award, as they were given to campers, not volunteers. However, my girls gave me "The Captain Award". I laughed. I love loving on everyone out there, but everyone loves me well out there too. *grin*

Finally, I am blessed by some adults out there, who shared their hearts with what's going on in their lives. I'm not going to share it here, as that wouldn't be nice, but, I always feel honored when people share the tough stuff in their lives. I'm praying tonight for those situations and people. God knows. *grin*

For now, sleep needs to happen. It wasn't a priority this weekend. Gosh, where did the weekend go? Well, this is going to be a busy week with the ROYALS in the WORLD SERIES. *grin*

Thank You, Lord, for this weekend.

It was amazing!
*grin*
LIFE.
IS.
AMAZING!

A Visitor That Felt At Home

This morning I got up earlier than usual to visit a local church. I have attended a bible study there for a while, and had not attended a worship service. I had a friend from bible study invite me last week to try it out today, and I did.

I loved it!!!

I've been trying to figure out what all this will look like, and I still don't know the answer for that. At the same time, I REALLY liked it. I liked the preaching, the people, and the music.

We sang YOU MAKE ME BRAVE!

*grin*

I realize I can do both IHOP and the church, as IHOP is like that. I just don't know what it's going to look like with shuttles and what-not, because I like shuttles A LOT too. *grin*

Either way, I wanted to blog tonight, because I felt at home at the church that I was a visitor.

It made me think that it would feel a little like my first moments of Heaven. I'll be a visitor, but I'll know I'm home.

Kinda cool.
*grin*
LIFE.
IS.
AWESOME.

What the what? Two posts in one week? The Journey Has Begun...For Real....

So, I realize I just blogged recently about Amanda Cook (still loving her music) but I do want to blog again this week, as I've started a journey which will take time and I wanted to blog along the way. *grin*

I moved to L.S. in 2009 after a rather rough end to a friendship that I thought was stronger than it truly was, and my heart was damaged in the process. I can't say I was "heartbroken", because I wasn't in love. In case you're wondering, I am attracted to guys not gals. *grin* The thing is, I take friendships seriously, and give 110% into them. I was young enough when I entered the friendship to think the other person did too. I was wrong, and I now have a different perspective on the whole thing than I did in 2009. *grin* Perspective helps the healing process, I truly believe that.

So, I'm now six years older, and realize that I turned to food to deal with my pain. I had been a skinny gal my entire life, and then moved here and ate, as I moved and adopted a dog. In hindsight, I might have done things differently if I could have seen life down-the-road first, but it is what it is and I refuse to dwell on the past. Life's too short for that.

I am now thirty pounds higher than where I want to be, and my body feels it. I don't want to go back to being a size 2. Shopping for clothes was insane then. However, I do want to walk and not feel so out of shape. I want to be healthy. So, I have started going to the gym again. *grin*

The past two weeks I've gone to the gym three times each week, and am pushing myself each time I go. I am currently riding the stationary bike when I go, but will move up to the other machines when there's less of me and balance isn't so challenging. *grin* I haven't lost any weight, but I remind myself that it took six years to gain this weight, so it will take time to lose it too. I feel better though, simply because I'm doing something about it. Even though I wasn't deeply sad, I did eat to deal with what happened. It could be worse, as it could have been drugs and/or alcohol. *grin*

So, yesterday I beat my record and rode the bike five miles, in a thirty minute period! *grin* I was on level one, yes, and it will go up on Monday to level 2. Minor, but if I don't push myself, I won't take care of myself either. I want to be healthy in the skin He gave me. *grin*

So, I'll blog from time to time about this journey. It will be a marathon, not a sprint. The coolest part? I have my own cheering section online to encourage me. I'm one blessed gal.

Totally.

*grin*
LIFE.
IS.
AWESOME.