On Sunday I feel like we participated in a routine that is as natural and comforting as my summer routines as a child. We sent Caitie off to camp.
When I was a child I too went to camp, one or two weeks of Girl Scout summer camp. Camp Cedarledge, just 45 minutes outside of St. Louis, where I grew up. It felt like a million miles away. I still have fond memories of camp friends and campfires and sleep outs under the stars, of the horses, which I found out I was really not into, after my parents spend the extra money on that for 2 weeks. I remember my camp “nickname”, Snoopy, for the Peanuts character, or for my general nosey persona, hard to tell. I still have all the letters my mom sent me while I was at camp.
Caitie is away for just a week at a Christian retreat and camp in TN. It’s name is Eagle Rock, and if you go to the link, it’s just beautiful. She will be doing so many fun things, canoing, swimming, rock climbing, ropes, tubing and some faith introspecion and sharing I’m sure too. She left on a bus Sunday night with about 50 other teens from two churches here in town, most of them are students at her high school, and she knew a ton of people going. She was so excited. She was texting me as they left…….no more letters at camp, but then again it’s just 6 days and she’s not 10. She texted me just before 8 this morning to say they had stopped at Mc Donalds and she was fine. She didn’t get any sleep because she couldn’t get comfy. They were close to camp. Once her adrenaline kicked in I’m sure she was going all day, one thing is for sure, she wil sleep good tonight!
I loved putting her on that bus and kissing her good-bye, knowing she would be safe and happy and exploring new things on her own. She’s creating summer memories that will carry her for years to come, just as I was allowed to create those same memories, memories that I cherish today.
I don’t want you to think we are mean to Adrienne, she is going away next week to a college softball camp, and then a college showcase tournament, life is sometimes about making choices, and this was hers.
I hope I’m giving my children the kind of childhood I had, one that I look back on now and hold dear, and think how lucky I really was!