My two sons are so lucky. They have a Camp Director mom which affords them a summer of great programming, friendship and fun every year. They may not always feel so lucky, as I remind my boys to put on sunscreen, and check in with their counselors behind their backs, and peek out my office to see if they are attempting the high ropes course. But hey- I’m a mom and parents worry. In general, it’s what we do. Some of us more, some of us less, but concern for our kids’ safety is as ubiquitous as air, and it’s something as a Camp Director (and mom) I never forget.
But there are three, special letters that make my worry settle calmly in the far reaches of my brain, that help me breathe a little easier and give me great confidence to hold myself responsible for hundreds of other people’s beloved children every day of our summer season.. Read More