Zelda
Most of you have already read this but, I like to put all of this in one place. It's weird looking back at this time in my life. My body was stronger back then and able to breathe on my own. I was heartbroken during that last year at camp and dealing with some big questions. I was unsure about starting college in the fall but hopeful that I could make something of myself. I looked forward to the person I could become, the memories I would make, and the people I would meet. I have some fun stories from back in my college days. Also, I experienced the worst year of my life during this time (I will tell you later). That last year at camp I was truly happy. Anything was possible and I would fight for a future that I could be proud of. I didn't understand it at the time but camp is like a giant middle finger to sickness. Sometimes the only way to fight is to enjoy your life. Life can still be fun, meaningful, filled with purpose, and heartbreakingly beautiful. You don't have to