It’s past 10 pm and YaYa is still awake even though he has been in bed for over an hour. The questions keep coming. The most important question was the question that started the avalanche: “Will you be sad to be alone while BoBo and I are at camp, Mom?”
The truth is that I will be sad whether they are here or not. But I will also be happy knowing that the kids will be going to a camp that is just for them. It is a camp for kids whose lives have been hit with Cancer through a parent. Some are still watching their parents fight the fight against Cancer. Others are lucky enough to have a parent in remission. Finally, their are some who are just like my boys – their parent has died.
YaYa and I flipped through pictures of the campers from prior years. There is a pool, a climbing wall, a dance class, campfires, smores, water guns, and lots of happy kids. He’s excited.
But now he just needs to GO TO SLEEP, because tomorrow is school. Camp is still a few weeks away.