Dear Blogspot,

Mood: Quite the opposite of Apathetic.

I am in a pickle. Week after week, I become the counselor of 20-24 kids. And I get a little attached.

Evidence #1

This was my first group of kids ever. We were known as Bear No Grudge. My boys were sweethearts, so since I owned the coolest Buzz Lightyear backpack, they bought me this action figure. It was so I will never forget them. And just because I have misplaced Buzz, does not mean I have forgotten them...

Evidence #2

Basically I'm playing Mom of these adorable girls for the week. I tend to grow to love them quite a bit. 

Evidence #3

Some groups of girls tend to be just as/if not more weird than I am. So then we really run into a problem when I have to say goodbye. I just love them so much!

Evidence #4

Spending all day for one week with these girls makes you realize how special they really are. And by Friday, one week just isn't long enough. 

Hence, why I am in a pickle. I love my job, but by the end of the week, I'm not entirely ready to say goodbye to my girls yet...so I don't know what to do. I don't know if I can keep having my heart broken every Saturday morning when I have to send this kids off into the real, ugly world of reality...but I love being a counselor - tell me this is not a challenging predicament!

I can't be selfish though. 

I just need to be grateful that I had the chance to know them. 

And hope that they learned something while at EFY. 

They're great kids. 

And I love them. 

(shout out to all my EFY kids!)