You Say “Summer Camp” I Say STFU

Today is Jane’s eighth day at Outward Bound. To answer your questions: no, I don’t know how she is doing. If I called it wouldn’t beĀ a wilderness expedition and no, I’m not worried about bears/drowning/snakes/chupacabras. About three times a day Alexander looks at me and says, “Jane would love this.” I smile and I say, “I miss her too.” When I lay in bed at night and I can’t get the pillow quite right I get tense because my Jane is sleeping under a tarp that she had to carry …

Jane Prefers her Wings

Jane was an early walker. She was toddling around my house by nine months, and on first birthday as I prepared food for guests she stood on my dining room table jumping for theĀ chandelier. Jane is an athlete, but she’s not overly competitive, she just wants to play. Jane was happy in motion, and her motion has always taken her away from me. I’ve stood proud, watching my daughter assert her independence. We’ve given her roots and wings, she prefers the wings. This summer Jane is going on a ten …