PISHIKA accepted: looking back BTC

I started doing a post about my prep for the 22day vegan challenge. But i took a break to check Fb and wondered down the rabbit hole to old staff shows from my Tuolumne days. I spent 10 years on staff yet i feel like a lot of it is getting fuzzy and hard to remember. The devastation i felt when camp was destroyed during the rim fires was the beginning of a wake up call.

Last time i was at camp Azure was 8weeks old...

I always thought that i woulds take my family every year, Az would be the kid that wouldn't get out of the water until his lips were blue. Eden would be in arts and crafts stocking us up on lanyards and tie-dye socks. I of course would be reading a VERY trashy romance novel on a green chair by the river.

All that can still happen. BTC isn't gone forever. Our family will have a chance to make memories. i just wish i remembered more of my own. Watching "Camperella and the glass slipper" form 1999 was like taking a time machine. i kept yelling to Kevin "look at me look what I'm doing! i was sooo young! i was so tiny!"

Seeing me dance with Adrian Johnson had me in tears. I miss him. I miss the smell. I miss the crisp mornings, staff safety meetings, Tuolumne night vision, the fucking girls camp hill. i also miss the me that was suck a happy dork. I need to re-find my Tuolumne Spirit... got to be in a black box around here somewhere...