Reflection on Camp's Past

Well, it has come time for Girl's Camp so, I have been watching my sister and mom prepare of it as well as many of my friends. Each camp has been hard to watch people leave for it and then, see all the pictures uploaded onto facebook. I know the camps are amazing and I'm happy they're going but, when that was the highlight and the main point of my summer, it is hard to not go. Each camp has such an uplifting spirit and helps you get your life in focus and helps me make life decisions become habits rather than making them later in life. I began going to Girl's Camp when I was 12 and EFY/Youth Conference when I was 14. That is a lot of summers that have been dedicated to learning more about my Savior and trying to better myself.

Girl's Camp my 4th year. We learned about splints

My second year of EFY. I was playing "model" with my cousins

My second year of Youth Conference, we had an obsession with The Princess Bride

My 3rd youth conference we helped out at Special Olympics

My 5th year of Girl's Camp: Acting just like my mommy taught me. hehe

This is my 3rd year of EFY. I am usually tall but, between a good friend and my brother.... I'm short. 

My 4th Youth Conference. Me and some of my friends

My 6th year of Girl's Camp I dressed the last day as my shirt suggests: WILD!

My Fourth year of EFY. My best friend and I did a few "heart/hand" pictures

My last year of Youth Conference we went to Nauvoo, IL. This is the temple there and a statue of the prophet Joseph Smith and his brother, Hyrum. This is my favorite temple. 

My final year of Girl's Camp we had themes each day. One day was nerd day. Everyone died when I came down to flag dressed like this.

My fifth, and final year of EFY. Me and the boys. Loved these guys.

Each year brought new adventures and new stories and memories. It is nice to reflect on how much I have grown because of them. I would not be who I am today without them. Each person I encountered has touched my life and made me a better person and someone who is closer to my Savior. Even though I am done attending these wonderful places, I can keep making memories and stand in awe at how much I have grown in the past years because of each of these and more. Thanks to anyone who was a part of these camps. They are a large part of who I am.