Our second-born, Holly, is a complex & wonderful little girl. With big blue eyes and a sheepish grin, she's the biggest monkey on the playground and fish in the swimming pool.
This week she has been gone to church summer camp -- the only 3rd grade girl to sign up. Everyone else was older.
I find myself thinking CONSTANTLY, "I wonder what she's doing ...... I wonder if she's making friends ...... I wonder if she's acting shy or feeling comfortable enough to show her silly side ..... I hope she's thriving and making fantastic memories."
I've been lifting up more prayers for her than ever while she's away -- that God would protect her; that He would surround her with positive Christian influences and friendships; and most of all that her relationship with HIM would deepen.
I can hardly wait to see her tomorrow night when they return, and hear how it all went. This entire week I've felt like I have a dull ache in my heart with her away. Like something's missing. Like it's just not right around here.
Remind me of that next week when she's driving me crazy! It's a GOOD thing to miss each other every now and then and gain renewed appreciation, don't you think? Hopefully she's missed us just a little bit too. I think one of the hardest parts of parenting is letting go........