Day 2.
At the beginning of Day 2, I decided to hit my own personal re-set button, as it was after all, a new day. I leaned on other volunteers when I needed them and I tried to be there for them when they needed me. The campers shone a bit more brightly in my eyes and I loved seeing their excitement. The strides those girls make on a daily basis is astounding. And powerful. It’s such an inspiration to watch fearlessness. It’s also inspiring to watch a chick conquer her fear. So much life, y’all. So very much.
So one of the highlights of my day was getting the above “tattoo.” One of our extraordinary volunteers brought her 3-year old – Bea – for a visit. I heard Bea liked to draw tattoos, so I asked her if I could book an appointment. She high-fived me and said yes, so I moseyed down at the appointed time and Bea picked a color. She then free-styled some ink on my arm. It was a sweet, fun, creative, beautiful moment.
That’s what Rock Camp is all about – those moments. You never know when they’ll show up, or how many you’ll get. And you don’t need to know. You just need to show up with open arms.
Though you can’t quite see it in the photo above, the number 42 is hidden in my Bea-Art. It wasn’t lost on me that 42 is the answer to Life, The Universe and Everything. Talk about a moment.