Yesterday morning, bright and early, my son left for camp. This was the first year that he actually asked if he could go with our church to their summer program up north, knowing that he'd be hundreds of miles away from home for a full seven nights and eight days.
So we woke up waited in the parking lot with all of the other campers and their families for the buses to arrive,
and watched as all of the luggage was loaded-up. Then my view turned something like this:
...and then I was officially crying as the buses honked their horns and pulled away.
It's not like he hasn't been away from home before, because he has...with his grandparents or good friends. But this is different, because we can't chit-chat on the phone, or call each other to say "I love you," or "Wuz' up? You having a good time?" (Personal calls are reserved for emergencies only in the northwoods, and all electronics are prohibited, which is a-okay with me.)
Right now I'm just hoping that he's made some good connections with his cabin-mates and camp counselors. I'm hoping he's having so much fun he can hardly stand it. And I'm hoping that he'll come home having made some new friends, and that he'll talk my ear off while recalling all the "awesomely excellent" experiences he had. More than anything, though? I admire my boy for having such an adventurous spirit and embarking on a new experience without reservation...
And with that, I'm gonna go drink some more ice coffee and knit away any worries that may or may not be bouncing around in my mind. Ta-ta for now.
Wow, Mama!! That's a big, big step. I'm proud of YOU for letting him go. I cried just reading this.
Posted by: heather jane | Tuesday, July 20, 2010 at 02:53 PM
He'll be just fine and so will you! I think it's tremendous that you are able to do this. He'll gain confidence in his own abilities and come home a bit more self-reliant (and with piles of laundry!). Do something fun in his absence -- and keep busy. (Feel free to throw my words back at me when I drop my son off to college in a month!).
Posted by: Jodi | Tuesday, July 20, 2010 at 05:13 PM
OH man. They grow so fast.
a week at camp
so much fun
I hope you find some time to whoop it up or knit it up as the case may be.
Posted by: Natalie | Wednesday, July 21, 2010 at 06:40 PM
Awwww. I know that was hard but he's probably having the BEST time up there. Yay for him for trying something new. That means you're raising him with self-confidence! Now can you repeat all of this to me when my oldest starts kindergarten in a few weeks?
Posted by: Paige | Saturday, July 24, 2010 at 10:05 PM
Oh Paige! **hugs** He'll be home before you know it with wonderful camp stories to tell!
Posted by: jessica | Sunday, July 25, 2010 at 12:51 PM
Awww, that is a terribly bittersweet moment.
Posted by: misa | Monday, July 26, 2010 at 04:24 PM
I would have cried. Such a big, poignant moment! xoxox
Posted by: Lecia | Thursday, July 29, 2010 at 03:49 PM