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Topic: Sad (07/26/07)
TITLE: Campfire Blues
By Brenda Welc
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We arrived at the camp site and began our usual routine of setting up. We are rustic campers so there is a lot of jobs which need to be completed before we can truly enjoy the outdoor atmosphere. Imagine the whining as the girl realized without the other sibling present, she was responsible for gather all the necessary wood for the evening fire, a job usually shared between her and her brother. As husband and I attempt putting up the tent without killing each other with frustrations, our daughter is already bored. We finish setting up camp and begin to prepare for the evening meal. As I gather all the ingredients for a fire prepared meal I began to remember the many times we were here before together as a family. The fun, the bug searching, the hikes in the woods and the overall general fascination with the woods.
I know my son wished he could have accompanied us on this camping trip but he struggles with keeping friendships alive and living for his own dreams. I knew this day would come, just not so soon. As I sat and stared at the same stars I used to share with my son, tears start to slide down my cheek. We prepare our children from the moment of understanding to be able to stand on their two feet knowing we as parents will have to trust God will hold their hand and lead them when we canít be there. It is so sad to think I have to begin to let go so soon. As we were preparing for sleep he called just to say he was home and fill me in with his plans for the next day. I couldnít let him know how much I missed him but I could sense in his voice he missed us too.
Camping was still fun this year. We still went for hikes. We swam in the same lake we always do. We sang the same campfire songs and ate smores and popped popcorn over the fire. Everything was in itís place except my son. I tried not to show how sad I was but sometimes emotion would overcome me and I would have to close my eyes and pray the sad feelings away. God would wrap me in a hug and whisper this was part of being a parent. The letting go, itís so sad. The knowing it was going to happen, is so sad. Someday Iíll just be packing for two Iím sure, but secretly I hope that day never comes.
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