me & this summer
Every time someone asks me how my summer was, I never know how to reply because “It was good” or “I had fun” doesn’t do it justice at all. I love people’s desire to hear how it went, but I can’t seem to accurately describe it. I haven’t written a blog post in a long time, but I feel like typing my response to the last ten weeks will best express my emotions. The retreat families. I met families from all over the country: Texas, Florida, New York, Georgia, Minnesota, everywhere. Tiny families and huge families. Families whose child had relapsed and families who got diagnosed only a couple months prior to attending retreat. There were wild children who were clearly seeking attention due to being neglected from their sibling going through treatment. There were feisty children who are most likely spoiled because their parents don’t know when their last day with them is. There were so many kids who I couldn’t even tell were sick. We had families making hospital visits and traveling h