When we moved from the North Stake, my summer Girls Camp tradition was broken.
After a 9 year sabbatical, I was invited to return to Darby as a leader over the level 2 girls (age 13). I was excited that I got to hike Monument and that I got to spend time with Gimme. Even after all those years, I could still recognize the unique, undeniable Spirit of Darby.
On the hike, I witnessed a wound (that would require 16 stitches), and don't any one of you worry because I didn't even puke or freak out. I was calm, and I had the Neosporin and the bandage to bind the wound until we reached the bottom. I merited myself a trip to town for a 44 oz. Diet Coke as a reward for my heroism.
In other news, the food was divine, the experiences were written on my heart, and I loved getting to know members of our stake. The whole week was perfect.
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