Today, I send my first-born off on a week long academic & spiritual retreat with his fellow 8th Grade graduating class, their teacher, and chaperones. He will be about 6 hours away driving distance, and about an hour away plane distance. He'll be off the grid--no communication via phone--for almost 6 whole days. What seemed like an abstract concept ("oh yeah, he's going on a retreat in the 8th Grade") is now my reality. Make no mistake about it, this is going to be the longest week of my life so far. Although I feel like I'm on the precipice of a nervous breakdown and/or meltdown, I must take comfort in my Faith that he will be physically safe, gain valuable spiritual & academic wisdom & participate in a once-in-a-lifetime experience both with his class and for himself.
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| Group picture of the Retreat group! May God keep them safe from harm! |
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| And the three (plus, Puffy the Manatee) left behind. We are going to have a tough week. |
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| A chaperone parent was kind enough to send me this picture. He's safe and ready for take-off. ♥ |
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| I dedicate this prayer to my first-born. ♥ |
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| I wish my first-born the best of experiences--and the utmost safety. ♥ |
To my very precious son,
Dad, Lil Bro, and I love you SO SO very much! ♥♥♥♥
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