My MYNA Memories
MYNA to me is more than the 8 hour drive and cabins. It’s a family full of love, light, and blessings. I couldn’t possibly describe the emotional value MYNA memories hold in my heart because when you feel that tiny spark of love from people at camp, the love quickly blossoms into something indescribable. I hate to sound cheesy, but I’ve had some of my most life changing experiences at MYNA camp. I remember this one night I was at my first bond fire, and I didn’t know many people. Nobody warned me how deep they can get. I sat quiet most of the time. Then, one of the councilors was reading the duaas as we responded with ameen. The duaas were getting more and more beautiful to the point where I cried. They were so powerful. I felt the sudden urge to hug the girl in front of me. We were all sitting on this wobbly wooden table half broken because we got so hyped to the chants. So I wrapped my arms around the people next to me, and we started singing Tala Al Badru Alayna, and we were shedding tears of joy. Those sisters around me that day are some of my closest friends now.