So K. is gone at camp.
And I miss him like crazy.
So weird.
I didn't expect to miss him at all.
He's the kid who pushes my buttons.
Of whom Asia and I find ourselves saying "What's wrong with that boy?"
The one who is so full of personality that everyone he meets just loves his energy and enthusiasm. However, living with that level of enthusiasm is often exhausting... he wears me out some days.
I thought a week of his absence would be a welcome reprieve from the incessant talking, questioning, thinking out loud, wondering, bugging... I love him so much - but I also have to deal with a lot of noise from him... he's just a loud, full of life, wiggly, weird kid.
So he's gone.
And I can't talk to him.
I have no idea if he's having fun.
If he's making friends.
If me misses me tucking him in at night.
If he likes his counselor.
If he's brushing his teeth.
If he's eating enough.
If he wants to come home.
If he never wants to come home.
If his cabin mates like him.
It's enough to drive a Mommy crazy.
So yes, I'm worried about him.
And I miss him.
I miss his goofy smile.
His helpfulness.
His affection for the dog.
His laughter.
His presence...
He's a great kid.
It sure seems like he's been gone a long time.
And it's only Tuesday.
He doesn't come home until Saturday.
I can't wait to see him.
I hope he's having fun.
And I miss him like crazy.
So weird.
I didn't expect to miss him at all.
He's the kid who pushes my buttons.
Of whom Asia and I find ourselves saying "What's wrong with that boy?"
The one who is so full of personality that everyone he meets just loves his energy and enthusiasm. However, living with that level of enthusiasm is often exhausting... he wears me out some days.
I thought a week of his absence would be a welcome reprieve from the incessant talking, questioning, thinking out loud, wondering, bugging... I love him so much - but I also have to deal with a lot of noise from him... he's just a loud, full of life, wiggly, weird kid.
So he's gone.
And I can't talk to him.
I have no idea if he's having fun.
If he's making friends.
If me misses me tucking him in at night.
If he likes his counselor.
If he's brushing his teeth.
If he's eating enough.
If he wants to come home.
If he never wants to come home.
If his cabin mates like him.
It's enough to drive a Mommy crazy.
So yes, I'm worried about him.
And I miss him.
I miss his goofy smile.
His helpfulness.
His affection for the dog.
His laughter.
His presence...
He's a great kid.
It sure seems like he's been gone a long time.
And it's only Tuesday.
He doesn't come home until Saturday.
I can't wait to see him.
I hope he's having fun.
I am sure he's having a wonderful time and learning to appreciate all you do for him.
ReplyDeleteThat's so sweet! Perhaps God gave you this time to help you through the more difficult times.
ReplyDeleteah that is so sweet! I am sure he misses you a ton! you are his mom! these kids do love us no matter what!
ReplyDeleteFunny how these things work, eh? I can see myself doing a post with these exact same sentiments in a few years' time.
ReplyDeleteDoes it freak you out about when they have all left home? THEN what will we do with our time?!
Last spring we had a whole row of small sparrows lined up on the gutter of our house. It finally dawned on me it was a "flight school" of baby birds. As I watched them individually fly off the gutter, circle and then attempt to get back to the house I hurt a little for each one that would land on a bush or the top of our yard light not being able to reach the height of the gutter. Mom and Dad birds were circling watching each little bird as he tried to learn this new skill that would take them away from the nest.
ReplyDeleteI'm sure it was hard for them to see their little ones fledging out on their own knowing their wings were not really strong enough yet to go it alone but they were there to watch over them and guard them from danger just as our Heavenly Father watches over our children when we have to let the reins go a little bit as they grow older and try new things. It was a special thing to watch....and yes it will be a scrapbook page down the road as I managed to get a shot of all the little birds lined up on the gutter.
We just have to let go a little at a time....
Love you