A few minutes ago, at 3:45 a.m., I waved goodbye to my two sons as they began their trek to a week-long camp in Vermont. They will experience two airplanes, one taxi, a Greyhound bus, and a van before arriving later today. Making each of those connections on time, finding time to eat, supporting each other, remembering their daypacks and shoes, and managing all this through a day that began with only 4 hours sleep.
Am I worried? Yes.
Am I scared? Absolutely.
Do I think they can do it? Yes and absolutely. Not only that, but if they run into difficulties, then they will learn to adapt and continue on anyway.
But the protective part of me is making the rest of this morning a bit difficult. I'm going to try to lay down this burden and continue on, but I think I will only succeed in shifting it to a more comfortable location.
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