They begged me to go. Mom, pahleeease come with us. We can bring the mattress you and Dad sleep on and your back will be fine. I didn’t have the heart to say it wasn’t just the back issue I was dealing with. How about the snake issue, the spider issue, the bathroom issue, the Norman Bates issue. I really wasn’t kidding on the last camping trip from Hades when I announced I was never-evah-evah-evah going tent camping again in my life. So I waved them off good-bye and prayed over their safety with not once ounce of regret. Not one I say.
They went to a fabulous place a few hours away and it just screamed God’s amazing power in creation. The kids had a blast. They slid down rocks and came back all bruised up from sheer fun and adventure.
I’m pretty sure it was a good thing I didn’t see some of the things they did. Sophie told me she met a friend there but her Mom wouldn’t let her go to the top of the falls. I didn’t ask why. I didn’t want to know what I knew.
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