Back in the day, I used to drive my daughter to church the day of her camp departure, and chat with friends while she boarded the bus and anticipated leaving for a week with no brothers. I would wave good-bye as the bus drove away and slowly walk back to my car praying that she found a seat next to a friend, and that she would make great choices and have plenty to do on her week away from home.
This is her sixth year of camp. This year she is going to attend high school summer camp at Hume Lake. Four buses were boarding students for camp this morning in the church parking lot. In addition to her group of friends, there were many kids I have never seen, big kids, seniors, men!
This time she wanted me to just drop her off. I barely got a hug good bye. She was off like lightning, meandering, finding her way. I cried as I left the parking lot. She doesn't need me. She is independent. She is in high school. I worry that she won't be okay even though I know that God is watching over her.
I rushed home to snuggle with my boys who were fighting over who got to lay next to me. They still need me, thankfully.
This is her sixth year of camp. This year she is going to attend high school summer camp at Hume Lake. Four buses were boarding students for camp this morning in the church parking lot. In addition to her group of friends, there were many kids I have never seen, big kids, seniors, men!
This time she wanted me to just drop her off. I barely got a hug good bye. She was off like lightning, meandering, finding her way. I cried as I left the parking lot. She doesn't need me. She is independent. She is in high school. I worry that she won't be okay even though I know that God is watching over her.
I rushed home to snuggle with my boys who were fighting over who got to lay next to me. They still need me, thankfully.
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My life was saved there.