You make me new...

I love camp. I'm glad I took time off from camp so that I could see it in a better light. I kind of ruined it for myself, took almost an entire year (and then some) away from it, and this year it's a new place for me. I always get a better understanding of something when I step away for a while.

I'm glad I was there. I was a little grumpy all week, and that's just part of my emotional silliness. The kids were awesome and hilarious, and I miss 'em. I wish I had a job that allowed me to be there for more of the summer!

Mr. Luke Sexton

So, if you guys haven't heard yet, I have a friend named Benson who has just been given a son, Luke. Luke isn't doing so well, in fact, he's in pretty bad condition. Not even able to cry due to ventilator, he's changing lives, which is amazing and heartbreaking at the same time. Here is the website Benson and his wife are keeping to update and ask for prayer - and people are definitely listening and doing so.

I have had to stop reading and talking about it because it is all way too familiar. Dad was basically in the exact same position, just 53 years down the road and with different causes. We were given the same direction by the doctors. I was asking for those same prayers.

I really, really hope little Luke pulls through.

I miss him.

Where you at, Bruce? I hope you're living it up as an outside cat, or maybe someone scooped you up and took you home. But for real, I miss you. I need something to sleep on top of me, no matter what position I'm in. I need something to meow forever long meows when I come in the door and walk anywhere near the kitchen. Buh.

As soon as a landlord issued a no pet rule, I get offered about a thousand free cats/dogs.