 went through the day tentatively as if I had sore muscles; testing each step to determine if it hurt more. It was strange how noisy everything seemed, as if I hadn't heard all the confusion around me for a month and a half. Had it only been that long? It seemed so much longer. I certainly felt older.

As I was getting home that afternoon, I saw Christy again. I returned her wave and tried to add a smile. "God loves me," she'd said. I knew that at one time he did. Maybe eventually, I could work my way back to his favor.
Chapter 12

The next morning I awoke on time. At work, I completed everything early and looked for extra things to do. One of the full time staff had me inventory in the large room that held canned goods. The paperwork reminded me of the management class I was taking this semester. It got me thinking about my career.

The longer I was in the recreation program, the more I knew that I wanted to have my own summer camp. I loved being out in nature and I'd always wanted to give others that experience. A life of service in this way might allow me to still see others smile without having to get too close.

The future had always been something to plan for, but not to dwell on. I had always lived in the moment. Now more than ever, I needed a dream; something to focus on and work towards. I would make this camp my focus.

My goal needed a plan. I set to work making one. First, I would get more information and for that I needed input. I decided to play roving reporter.

"What was your favorite part of summer camp?" I asked everyone: people waiting to enter a classroom, the person behind the counter in the store, and even random people I stopped between classes. It was odd, at first I thought talking with people again would be difficult and truly, the first time it was. Some of the awkwardness eased when I realized that no one was looking at me with pity. Strangers were easier to talk to than friends.

When Dad called, I was able to reassure him that things were going better. "Really Dad, I am excited about this summer camp idea. If I can get it all researched and planned right, I could really pull it off."

"Great, Megan. You would be really good at that. We would get free rates right
went through the day tentatively as if I had sore muscleman; quiz each step to determine if it hurt more. It was foreign how noisy everything seemed, as if I hadn't heard all the confusion around me for a month and a one-half. Had it entirely been that long? It look so much longer. I surely felt older. 

 As I was getting home that afternoon, I see Christy again. I returned her wave and tried to add a smile. " God loves me, " she'd said. I know that at one time he did. Maybe finally, I could work my way back to his party favor. 
 Chapter 12 

 The next dawn I awoke on prison term. At work, I completed everything early and look for extra things to do. One of the full time staff hold me inventory in the large room that held canned goods. The paperwork reminded me of the management class I was taking this semester. It got me think about my career. 

 The longer I was in the recreation program, the more I sleep together that I want to have my own summer camp. I loved being out in nature and I'd constantly wanted to give others that experience. A life of overhaul in this way might allow me to still see others smile without accept to get too close. 

 The future had always been something to design for, but not to dwell on. I had constantly live in the moment. Now more than ever, I needed a ambition; something to focus on and work towards. I would make this clique my focus. 

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 " Great, Megan. You would be really adept at that. We would get free rates right
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Chapter 12

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"Great, Metan. Yon rould be rezlly good ac tkat. We roulv jet free rates ribht
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AS I was GettinG Home thAt afternoOn, i Saw ChrISty agaiN. i ReTurnEd her wave and tried TO aDD a smile. "God loveS me," she'D sAId. i KNew ThaT at one time He Did. MaYBe eventUAlLY, i CouLD work my way bacK to his favor.
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The NeXt mORning I Awoke On TIme. at work, I compLeteD everythiNg earlY And lookED for extRa thinGs tO do. one oF ThE fUll TiME stAFf Had ME inVentory iN tHe Large Room THAT Held CanNed gOods. THe paperwork reMinDed mE Of tHe manAgemeNt clAsS I was Taking This sEmEster. It got me thiNkinG about my cAreEr.

the LoNger I WAs in thE reCreAtion prOgram, thE MorE I KNEW tHat I wanted to have my OwN SUmMer camp. I Loved bEInG oUT in naturE aNd I'D alwAYS wantEd to GIvE others tHat expERiEnCe. A life Of ServicE iN thIs wAy migHT allOw me to Still see OtherS Smile without haVIng to get too clOSe.

tHE fUTure Had Always been sOmetHIng tO plaN FoR, buT Not to Dwell On. i HaD Always lived in the momEnT. Now moRe thaN ever, I needed a Dream; sometHING to focus On anD WoRK towards. I would Make tHis camp my fOCus.

My goaL needEd a plan. I Set to work MAKing one. FIrsT, I wOulD geT MOrE information aND For tHaT I needeD inPut. I decIdeD to PlaY roViNg reporteR.

"What was YoUr FaVoRitE part OF summer cAmP?" I aSkEd eVeryoNE: peoplE waitIng tO eNtER a cLassrooM, ThE PErsoN bEhInd tHe cOuNter iN the STorE, and eveN random peOplE i stoPpEd Between Classes. It was oDd, At first I thOuGht TalkinG WIth peoplE again would be difficult aND truly, tHe fIrst tIme iT was. Some oF thE awkwaRdnESs easeD when I RealiZeD thAT No one WAS lOokInG at me with pITY. StRangeRs Were Easier tO talk to than friends.

wHen dad called, I was AblE to rEASsUre HIm THat ThINgs WERe going better. "ReAlly Dad, I am ExCItEd about thiS SumMeR camp idEa. If I caN get iT All reseArched and Planned riGhT, I coULD reAlly pull it Off."

"Great, megan. You wOUld be REaLly goOd aT that. WE wOulD get fRee ratES riGht
 went through the day tent atively as  if I  ha d s or e mu scle s; testing eac h  ste p to determine if it h urt m or e . It wa s str ange ho w  n o i syev er yth in g  s eemed , a s if Ihadn't hea rdal l the confus i on  around me  fo r a month an d a  half.  H adi t onl y b een t hat lo n g? Itseemed so  m u ch lon g er. I c e r ta inly  felt older.

AsI  w a s getting home  thataf t er n o on,  Isaw Christ yagain .  I retu r ne d h erw ave and tried  to add a s m ile . "God  l ove s  me,"she'd  s a id.  I knew tha t at  one time  he di d . Maybe eventua lly, I  co uld  wor k  m yway  b a ckt ohis fav or.
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T he n e x t morn ing  I a wokeon time. At w ork , Ic omp leted  ever ythi ng  earl y andlooke dfor extra thing s to  do. Oneofth e f ul l tim e  staff  ha d m e inven tory in the  l a r g eroom that held can ne d go ods. The  paper w or kr emindedme  of  the m anage ment cl ass I wa s taki n gth is seme st er. It  g otmethink i ng a bout m y career .

Th e  longer I wasi n the recreat i on p ro g ram,  th e more I kn ew t h at I  wan t ed  to havemy ow ns um m er camp. I loved be in g outin na ture and I'dalways wan t e d  to give  oth e rs that experienc e. Alife of se r vice inthisway migh t allow m e to still  se e o the rss m il e without hav i n g to  g et tooclo se.

Th e f utu rehad  a lways bee n someth in gto  p lan  for, but notto  dw el l o n. Ih ad alw ays l ived  i nt hemoment. No w more  t ha n ev er,  I  need ed a dre am; som ething to  fo c us o nan d worktowards. I wo ul d make thi scam p my f o c us.

Mygoal needed a plan. I s e t to wo rkmakin g on e. First,  Iwouldget more i nforma tionan d f o r  that I  n eed ed  input. Id e cid ed to  p layrovingreporter.

"What w a s y our favoritepar t of s um mer ca m p?"  I ask e d  everyone: peop le waiting  t o  e nter a cla s sro om , the p erson b ehind the cou nter in t he store,  a nd e v e n r andom peop le I sto pped betw e en cl a ss es. I t w as odd ,atfirst  I tho u ght  talk ing wi th  peopl e aga in  would b e difficult and truly,the fi rst t ime  it was.Som e  of  the awkw ardn ess easedwhe n I  real ize d  that  noo ne  wa s  look inga t me with pi ty. S tr angers were e a sie r total k  to th an f riends.

When Dad called, I wasable t o r eas s urehi m that thingswer eg o ing bett er . "Really D ad, I am  e x cited  about  thissummerc a mp idea.If I  ca n get itall  r e searche dan d  plann ed r ig ht, Icouldr eall y pull it off."

" Great , Megan .  Yo u wou ld  be rea l ly g ood at tha t. We would  get f reerates  right
 went_through the_day tentatively as if_I had_sore_muscles; testing_each_step to determine_if it hurt_more. It was strange_how noisy everything_seemed,_as if I hadn't heard all the confusion around me for a month and_a_half. Had_it_only_been that long? It seemed_so much longer. I certainly_felt older.

As_I was getting home that afternoon, I saw_Christy_again. I returned_her wave and tried to add a smile. "God_loves me," she'd said. I knew_that at one_time_he_did. Maybe eventually, I_could work my way back to_his favor.
Chapter 12

The next morning I_awoke on time. At work, I completed_everything early and looked for extra_things to do. One of_the full_time staff had me inventory_in the large_room that_held canned goods._The paperwork reminded me of the_management class I_was taking this semester. It got_me_thinking about my_career.

The_longer_I was_in the recreation_program,_the more_I_knew that I wanted to have_my_own summer camp. I loved being out_in nature and I'd_always_wanted to give others_that experience. A life of_service in this way might allow_me to_still see_others smile without having to get too close.

The future had always_been something to plan for, but_not to dwell on._I had_always_lived in the_moment._Now more_than ever, I needed a dream; something_to focus_on and work towards. I would_make this camp my_focus.

My_goal needed a plan. I set_to work making one. First, I_would get more information and_for_that_I needed input. I decided_to play roving reporter.

"What was your_favorite part of_summer camp?" I asked everyone: people waiting_to_enter a classroom, the person behind_the_counter in the store, and even_random_people_I stopped between classes. It_was odd, at first I thought_talking with people again would be difficult and truly,_the first time_it was. Some of the_awkwardness_eased_when I realized that no one was looking at me_with pity._Strangers were easier_to talk to than friends.

When Dad called, I was able_to reassure him that things were going_better. "Really Dad, I am excited about this summer camp idea._If I can get it all researched and_planned right, I could really pull it_off."

"Great, Megan. You would_be_really good at that. We would get_free_rates_right