It has been about 10 years since I went to Girls Camp. I completely forgot how wonderful it is. I can't figure it out. I mean, a lot has changed since those days at camp, but the feeling is exactly the same. The biggest difference for me was not having my sisters there. I always went to camp with one of my sisters. Majority of the time was with Sarah. I seriously missed her when I was there. Sarah and I haven't lived together in years and years and I'm used to that but I am NOT used to going to girls camp without her. I was looking for her every where.
Anyway, I still had a blast with the sisters from our ward. We went up one of the beautiful cannons in Utah, we are so blessed to live so close to the mountains and wilderness.

I love this picture of the view from where we were at. INCREDIBLE!

Here are a few of my girls. This is Claudia, Katie, Kyla, and Machell. Girls camp can bring out the kid in even the most "mature" of young women.

Here's us leaders. Angi and Sylvia and I had so much fun making up things for the girls to do. We didn't know that we were supposed to entertain the different groups of girls at different times (it was stake girls camp). So when the girls started coming over and said that we are suppose to do an activity with them we kinda were at a loss. But we're women so thought of something real quick and had some fun.

And no matter what at camp you have to play "Truth, dare, promise or repeat". Kayla, who hates tomatoes, lettuce, onions, peppers, and many other good for you food, was challenged to eat a tomato in her chicken wrap. It was the hardest thing for her to get down and one of the junniest things for all of us to watch. I got to hand it to my girl though, she is awesome. Kayla is one of our older girls and she is also a swimmer (we get along really well). She is an amazing outgoing girl who all the girls gravitate to and look to for what is "cool". She did such a great job being such a positive example. Our youngest girl there, Mystique, was a normal cute, loud, Beehive who loved trying to get Kayla to believe really dumb things. Kayla at times got really annoyed but kept her cool and made Mistique feel good and wanted. During the testimony meet Kayla got to sit next to Mistique. Mistique had never felt the spirit before and started to feel it that night. She kept asking Kayla if she was crying. After a long time of Kayla holding back she finally admitted she was. Mistique soon started to as well and asked Kayla why. Kayla got to explain quietly about the spirit. Sweetly Mistique admitted that she didn't like it because it made her cry and she doesn't like to cry. During a quiet moment Kayla told me the story and I felt so touched. I am so grateful for this "cool" girl who took the time to not get irritated at this "obnoxious" kid and creating a fun spiritual camp for her. I love my young women for being such an example to me.

This is Lanell. She is definitely the shy one out of our group. But as a leader we have to try to get everyone to have fun. First thing I did was let her play with my camera. This girl usually trys to hide away from all the activities, that is until you put a camera in her hand and all the sudden she is right there in everyone's face getting pictures. There are at least twenty pictures of Kayla eating her tomato. The other thing I did was play hair with her. I brought my embroidery floss with me and tied it in the girls hair to make a long cord. We even taught it to other wards. We used to do it when I was a young woman at girls camp. What goes around comes around.
I had such a great time with those girls. I fell in love with them even more then I was before. There is a spirit at camp testimony meeting that can't be duplicated anywhere else. I forgot about how amazing that feeling is. I remembered it instantly. I only wish I could pack it up and bring it home to Mark and Scott. I would have given it to my sisters again and said, "Remember this feeling, we shared this together once". I love my calling and I will be so sad to leave my girls. I will remember them always. I hope that they will remember me the way I remember my leaders. Moving is going to be so hard.
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