- 06 Feb
Leaving Camp Behind…
By: Robyn Coden
One of my girlfriends got back a month or so ago from a life changing trip to Israel. She went with a bunch of other women, some she knew and some she didn’t. During their time away they all grew and bonded in ways they never imagined possible.
When my friend got home, she told me about her trip. A part of her had changed forever in a very short period of time. She was excited to share her experiences, but it took her a few days before she was ready. There was just so much. When she eventually started telling me about her trip, she got to a place where she couldn’t explain anything else to me. The activities she did, the things she saw, the camaraderie, the freedom, the laughs, the cries, the memories…it was all so much, she just couldn’t explain. “It’s like…it’s like…” she said to me.
“It’s like camp.” I said.
Emotions run high when you come home from being away for an extended period of time with a close-knit group of people. While it’s always good to be home, the sudden void, the culture shock, your missing friends, it’s a tough thing to put into words.
But I’m going to try:
It’s like coming home from a really, really good concert (Eminem) and not being able to calm down even though it’s really late, everyone one else is sleeping (and they don’t care about your concert) and it’s way past your bedtime.
Even better than that, it’s like coming home from an AMAZING vacation of fun, food, friends and lots of dessert. (Family is optional). It’s like coming home from THAT but times it by 1 million.
At first you hang on. You hang on HARD. You text private jokes, you set up plans with everyone, you post 3000 pictures to Facebook and decide it’s time to start an Instagram page. You do as many things as possible with the people who also shared your experience because you’re all still surfing that same high. You’re not ready to be totally done yet, and either are they. They’re reeling just as much. The people you left behind, they don’t “get it,“ but the people you were with. They do. They were there. They share the same memories and same bond.
But then, eventually and inevitably, the high dies down because life gets in the way.
Your other life creeps back in and even though you’re not quite ready for all THAT (it might even be a little overwhelming) it’s not long before you slip back in—but not without bringing parts of your new life with you because even though the experience is over, the intensity still remains. The pictures will stop, the texts will die down and the memories will fade, but only until the next time.
Robyn Coden is the author of Dim Sum and Doughnuts, a humorous blog dedicated to her two young daughters. Dim Sum and Doughnuts focuses on parenting, growing up and Robyn’s life with her husband and children at their summer camp in Northern Michigan. You never know what you’re going to get with Robyn—sometimes controversial, sometimes comedic, but always a voice that’s powerfully honest and entertaining. She’s the real deal. Check it out and see for yourself! www.dimsumanddoughnuts.com
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