A few summers ago, I was working at Camp Arnold and my roommate was a feisty rule breaking girl named Sarah Jane. She was kind of a thorn in my flesh – always breaking the rules I followed without question, and laughing off my need for abiding by the rules. Her side of the room was all blue, and my side of the room was all pink.
But man, I loved her. I have a very vivid memory of playing songs on a guitar while she danced around our room in her underwear, singing. I think we were supposed to be helping for camp clean up, but she had rubbed off on me a little bit.
Life has looked different for us in the years since then, but I don’t know if you can separate a bond like summer camp roommates, regardless of how opposite you may appear to be.
Last week we went hiking at a place she’d never been, Wahclella Falls. When we went for our Girls Hike, we’d missed the exit and ended up turning around at Wahclella Falls and since then I’d been excited to make my way back. The day was absolutely beautiful – sunny but not scorching. Bright but not blinding. and Sarah Jane breathed so much life into me. She made me cry and rubbed my back while she did it.
and the best part.
She’s pregnant. and I’m so excited for her to raise a little fireball of a child, because she is going to be speaking so much confidence, truth and encouragement into their life, just like she did, does and always has done for me.
