Time

after a week at the lake, i'm home.
for real. actually "home".
for so long, the camp was my second home.
but i've come to a point in my life
where it's no longer that place for me.
it has still meant so much to me over so many years.

it's where i found my best friends,
learned who i was,
experienced countless important things
and fell in love.

but i've realized that times have changed.
fortunately, they seem like good changes.
i'm happy for the week i had there,
but i'm also so happy to be home.

i've found peace and closure.
i feel blessed to be able to move on.
it's time.