This past weekend I went camping. The first time camping since a friend died from a camping accident. At first I was a little cautious about going, because I had no idea how my brain would handle it; but I knew I had to go instead of run away.
On this trip I received an ample amount of peace; something I wasn't expecting. As I sat in the middle of the campground, soaking in nature in all its beauty, I saw that the last hours Janelle had in this life was a peaceful, beautiful moment. She wasn't surrounded with fear or suffering, but with the wonders of nature and expecting to wake up the next morning to embrace our creators beautiful creation. As I thought about it, I was kinda jealous of her. She was loving life and living to the fullest and went to see Jesus without a care in the world.
I was so blessed to know this girl for the little time I did. She was the most loving and inviting person I've ever known. We met during a friends reunion of friends for the summer and decided to do some star gazing. I didn't even know her, yet she opened up her life and allowed me to join her that evening, where we then talked and giggled for hours. After that night of ridiculousness, we decided we should most definitely be friends and do more things that summer. We were only able to do a few things that together before she went to go see Jesus at the end of the summer. I do wish I had more time to spend with her, but I am also extremely grateful for the few months I knew her.
I pray that I could have an ounce of this girls love and care.
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