Last summer, I spent two weeks at two different camps. They were similar in several ways, but at the same time very different. One of the biggest similarities I noticed was that people anticipated sorrow on the last day. This made sense, but at the same time, it didn't. After all, hadn't we just spent a fantastic week together? Yes. And if we had spent another week together, would we have been able to guarantee that we would have gotten along as well, or had as good of a time? Weeeell....sort of. Yes, exactly. Sort of. It sounds cynical, but I sometimes think that it's best to let a good memory be, and move on, and be able to fondly remember it.
Also, why anticipate sorrow? It's the way to guarantee that you get it. Think positive, and when something you enjoyed is over...well, I'll leave you with the quote of the day to finish that sentence.
A quote for the day:
Don't cry because it's over. Smile, because it happened.