Last Friday, after a frenzied packing session (which normally happens with me… but hey, I didn’t forget anything!!), I hopped into a car with my troop leader of 7 years and my close friend, and we drove up to
the middle of nowhere North Georgia, and into Camp Misty Mountain, a Girl Scout camp.
The highlight of my trip, however, was probably the bridging ceremony. Bridging ceremonies can be as informal or formal, as elaborate or simple, or as creative or traditional, as a troop would like. For us… since we’d already had so many bridging ceremonies in the past, we decided to keep it short and sweet. Each of us took turns in saying something nice or memorable about each other, and it was at that moment that I realized how much I’d really miss these girls. I’m a very emotional person, and so naturally, I started tearing up a bit as I said my piece with each of my friends. Then, we embarked on this long long bridge (sticking with the tradition of crossing the bridge at bridging ceremonies, you see!), which was actually WAY too long, to meet our leaders at the end.
The sun was setting as we did this, so it was incredibly beautiful. We were chit-chatting away as we walked as well. I remember making fun of how insanely long the bridge was. And thinking that maybe the leaders are standing somewhere along the bridge, waiting for the right opportunity to jump out and scare us.
… but no. We met up with them at the “end” (it was actually more like the middle of the bridge since it was really long… we didn’t walk the whole way across), and our troop leaders told us how they’re proud of us, how we’ve grown (you know, obligatory adult-to-high-school-senior-chat), and that was when I really lost it and started crying. I’m so emotional. haha!
Then they pinned us individually–officially marking us as adult girl scouts!
You can’t tell in the picture, but I was still a bit teary-eyed.
Out of all the bridging ceremonies, this one, as simple as it was, may be the one that stay in my memory for the rest of my life. It’s the last one… and I feel like even though I didn’t take advantage of 100% of the opportunities as a Girl Scout, I made three life-long friends and I have two adults in my life that I can rely on (outside of my parents of course!). The sense of finality of being pinned makes it all the more real: that we’re all moving on to a different stage of our lives.
Even with that said, though, I know I’ll see those girls again, and I’ve made some fantastic memories with them.
That night, we sat around the camp fire and talked while making s’mores with Ghirardelli chocolates (yum!), and then slept in the next morning before heading back. Maybe it was the fact that I didn’t have to think about schoolwork, but I think this was one of the best camping trips ever with my troop. Looking back, these girls have really made a positive impact in my life and I’m definitely glad that I met them. It was a little bit bittersweet, but it was fun to kick back, relax, and spend one last camping trip with my girl scout troop!