In 2014 when I came to my first Camp in Toronto and saw the tribute tile wall I was so broken and thought I would never be able to contribute to this ever. So many more camps later my dear widow friend took me to the wall and asked where was mine. I did not have one. So last Tampa Camp 2017 she challenged me to do one for the next Camp in San Diego last year. I did not think I could but told her I would and I did. It was the most moving experience I have had since my loss in 2013. So after 8 Camps I could not be more grateful for the new life I have today and everyone here is my widow family who I love dearly. I continue to attend camp not just for me but to maybe do the same for the next broken soul I meet at Camp.