Don and I went camping this last weekend. We really had a good time. I wasn't sure because it was just the two of us when we have always camped as a family. We went with our church to a campground that we, as a family, have camped at for over 10 years.
There are so many memories at this camp and I'll be honest, it was hard to watch younger kids running around, climbing on rocks, building forts, swimming in the pool (the one my kids were baptized in), playing cowboys and indians, or Starwars, or whatever it is that younger kids play. I couldn't help but see my own children in those kids and couldn't help but feel nostalgic.
But Don and I enjoyed our time with each other, out in nature, and in the company of other adults. We realized how much we have missed camping over the past 6+ years while doing youth ministry. We had committed most of our weekends to the church and teenagers. Now we're going to work at becoming campers again.