More than “Just a Job”
For the first 18 years of my life I spent my summers in my hometown, a suburb off Cleveland right off the coast of Lake Erie. Once I started college I was looking for something more—I wanted to meet new people, go someplace unfamiliar, and have fantastic adventures.
When a Camp Lonehollow recruiting email made its way to my inbox telling stories of leadership opportunities and forming unbreakable bonds with campers and fellow staff members, I knew this was exactly the opportunity I had been looking for. I immediately applied, and when I was hired I was absolutely ecstatic!
Going to Lonehollow during my first summer was one of the scariest things I had ever done. Flying by myself to a completely new state with completely new people was terrifying to me and a million possibilities were on my mind. Would I make friends with the staff? Would the campers like me? Is leaving Ohio for a month really worth it for a job?
Now, having completed two summers at Lonehollow (and excitedly awaiting my third summer to finally start), it is safe to say that I can no longer consider camp “just a job.” Those fellow staff members are my family. I have laughed until I couldn’t breathe and made unforgettable memories. I have learned so much from them—I’ve met people from all across the country and the world and learned new skills. I found a family where I can share parts of myself in an unconditionally supportive environment.
The campers have taught me so much about myself. I’d never imagine that there would be so much I could learn from kids as young as seven years old. Campers at Lonehollow are the most resilient, headstrong kids. They have taught me so much about believing in myself, overcoming adversity, and diving headfirst into new opportunities.
Thanks to the people at Lonehollow, I’ve discovered things about myself that even I had never known. I am brave, I am confident, and I am constantly changing for the better and learning.
Back home in Ohio, I get so many questions when I mention spending my summers working in Texas. “How did you end up there? Is it really worth it to keep going away every summer? Why do you keep going back?”
I tell them the same thing every time. If you could meet my friends, or if you could meet my campers, you’d understand. Why WOULDN’T I keep going back?