For those of you who have experience with sending your children to camp, please forgive me if I seem anxious or weird or downright scared.
Arda has been wanting to attend the summer camp organized by his basketball club for the past two years. Last year, I told him he was too young to go. This year, seeing the yearning in his eyes, I gave in.
He left early this morning. I spent most of the day sleeping, the only interlude being picking up Tunca from school and playing chess and checkers with him. The moments I was awake were filled with questions about what my 8 year old son was doing without me. "He must have been hungry, he only had a bite to eat at 6AM this morning" or "will he remember to put sunscreen on?" or "I wonder if he has fallen asleep yet" or "I miss him."
I know that this is a great opportunity for him to experience wonderful things, to improve his basketball, to meet new people, and to grow.
He certainly seemed ready and eager to go this morning. I certainly am not ready.
This is where he went: http://www.geleceginyildizlari.com
There is an English version, as well.