Families are here to be a loving community that will always accept each other. Everyone in my family has always loved being around each other but we are good at recognizing when we need a break from each other. When I go to summer camp it is my break, I basically have a second family there. I am there for seven weeks and when I see my family at the airport none of our eyes stay dry. This year I got back on August twelfth. I had grown an inch and half in the forty-five days I hade been gone and I was way stronger than before. I had a summer camp sweatshirt and dark green baseball hat on. I didn’t expect to seem them standing right outside of the gate. I love Camp but during the last few days I feel like a caged animal because I want to see my family so badly. When I finally saw there faces I was so relieved, my sister and my Mom were crying and my dad was on the verge of tears. My brother was showing as much affection as he could which isn’t that much but I could tell he was happy to see. That was a truly special and happy moment. If I am not accepted or loved by anyone else, I thought to myself, these people will always be here for me. Family is always first, and it always comforts me to know that I will always have a place to go where I will be loved and these smiling faces will always be at least a phone call away. I can mess up over and over again, but my family will always be the ones to forgive, forget and support.