A Lost & Lonely Mom

Though he’s a little man now – actually, a big man now – to me, he’ll always be the little guy who always looked to the sky.

And he’s a hoot, really really funny. He has a wicked sense of humor.

Today the son started his annual summer ritual – at least for the past three years. Each year I drive the eight hour round trip to camp and each year, it’s hard for me to leave. After all, it’s two weeks long, two weeks long!

As we get to the gate, we are greeted by Matt who used to baby-sit the kids when he was fourteen. He just graduated high school and no matter where he goes, what he does, and where his life takes him, he’ll always have a permanent place stamped in my heart. He’s one of the head counselors this years. I’m so proud of him.

Okay, look at this…no fourteen year old that I know folds clothes like this.

Anyway, the boy’s cabin this year is the luxury cabin, with a sky light and a balcony. Nice digs huh?

He is also rooming with a few boys that he knows from home…somehow that makes me feel better. I hope they get along, I hope no one picks on my boy, I hope he eats all of his dinner…he’s very picky you know.

Nobody likes an over-protective, over-bearing, and hovering mom. I hate feeling this way, and I hate the word hate. That word and the word “stupid” are two that I don’t allow my kids to use.

As I was leaving, I called out to his cabin mates.

“Bye Kegan!”
“Bye Sage!”
“Bye Bradley!” and Bradley doesn’t even know me.

I’m sure the boy was not embarrassed at all…

I won’t make anymore hay of this over the next couple of weeks I promise. I’m just so tired right now…I’m waiting for summer to start.

At least I still have one child left.

p.s. I’m going to post on Gayle’s Monday Memories, hoping that he’ll remember me once or twice these next couple of weeks…alright I’m stopping it right now.
p.s. And Happy Thursday to everyone out there…