Oh where have I been?

I am back after a long absence. Happy July to one and all! The Lad was sent to camp on the 28th. It is very, really too quiet, around these parts without him here. We have received about 4 letters, all dated differently and arriving in a bit of a bizarre order.

The first letter was dated June 30th and told of him getting over his homesickness and getting on with camp. We knew about that due to a conversation with the Unit head. He had been sad the first two days or so, but was fully engaged in activities and was playing softball with a smile (that is how he plays). The second letter also arrived on the same day was dated July 5th. In that one he was telling us how he wanted to come home and was hating camp. Yet, he did go on to say that he water skiied, did well and loved it. This had us concerned.

The biggest concern was that he was moping, crying and garnering a cabin reputation as a suck. Another call to the Unit head, which was returned upon her return from a day off, put that notion to bed for us. She had spoken with him earlier and said that if he wrote his feelings down, it may help him. She did not intend for him to send the letter to us. I thought that he could just be venting and was having a less than good day, but still the concern lingered until I heard that.

Then yesterday, we received another two letters, one from the 28th and the other dated July 2nd. In both, he did not seem bad at all. He mentioned sailing and getting hit in the head by the boom (and apparently how the "boom" got its name, which I can really understand as I recall sailing at camp, 33 years ago, and getting hit in the head by the boom too many times to count).

There you have it. Visitors day is on Sunday. I look forward to seeing him but the parting is not going to be good for any of us. Then again, I know that the camp knows this and it is the same for most of the campers & parents.

He did get off okay. There were no tears. He does travel like me. Wants to be left alone and not have somebody asking questions or in his face. Unfortunately, it was raining, he had the umbrella and I had his backpack, so I had to be in his face. Poor him, but there was no other way.

That is all for today. Ciao!