Sundays.
A new dawn. A new beginning. A fresh start.
As much as I enjoy Fridays and the look towards the weekend with my family, I really love Sundays and the reminder to look at life with a fresh pair of glasses.

Oh pfooey on that!

My baby is in the woods!
Yes, that is right... MY BABY IS IN THE WOODS OF NORTH GEORGIA!!!
Hiking up some crazy mountain on a trip I ok'd and paid enormous amounts of money for. And, I can't stop obsessing over my baby. Yes, he is 13 years old. Yes, he is well chaperoned on a very well planned out trip the 7th grade goes on every year. Yes, I absolutely believe he is safe. But, how is my son- who groans with the weight of his back pack- going to hike UP a mountain with that big pack full of all of his supplies for days? They are sleeping in sleeping bags under the stars-NO TENTS! OK, I would need a lodge- even a concierge- DEFINITELY A TOILET! My son is digging a hole.... How in the world is he going to be so exhausted, sore with blisters and extremely irritable and not bite someones head off and get himself suspended? I am worried that in a fit of frustration he is going to throw his hiking boots off the mountain and then be stuck with flip flops for the trip back down- because that is exactly what I would do. Of course, I would have taken the money and gone on a very nice cruise. (hats off to all of you who have blogs with pictures on the edge of a mountain and you are in those nasty blister-invoking boots) Give me a gondola ride any day!

The only upside to this is that I have stopped obsessing over Ariana being safe and someone loving her for me and I have started obsessing about someone loving Corbin and everyone in striking distance having enormous amounts of patience!

Dear God, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE give Corbin the gift of peaceful long sleep each night, keep his feet healthy Lord, keep them free of blisters and soreness. Calm his heart and cool his temper when the opportunity for frustration or anger comes along. Give his body strength and endurance. Bless him with all the energy and stamina he is in need of. Take away his pain and fill his heart with a joyful song. Bless his counselors and those students in his group with compassion for each other, caring for each other, acceptance, cooperation, and a sense of humor. May they have fun together and enjoy each other's company. Help them to all make good choices that enable them all to work together as a team and enjoy each other's company. May my son come back home healthy, happy and having made new friendships and new stories to share. May the mountain be full of laughter with each other and not at each other.

I am now praying for a new phone call. I am longing for another "update" call on the phone chain to tell us they are all OK and the weather is great on the mountain.

May all of our babies be safe and feel loved, capable, and valued no matter where they are!