I am back from the woods of North Carolina, where I was a camp counselor for Camp Our Time, a truly remarkable program for kids who stutter. A good part of my heart and my brain is apparently taking longer to return from the woods than I did, so expect more blog posts in a few days when I stop waking up in the middle of the night freaking out because I think I’ve lost my campers.
But to celebrate my return, I give you this, which was passed on to me by my beloved friend Anna. I have attempted to find a good intro for it, but really, I think there are ultimately no words. Except this one: Enjoy.