The unthinkable

I just did the unthinkable...I left my first born 3 hours away at camp with total strangers. Mind you, he wants to be there and the adventure he will have will out way my aching heart strings, but really, the thought of doing that on purpose makes me truly nauseous. Now, I know he is going to be just fine and not think of me as much as I think of him...but, ouch. Okay? This really hurts and its hard and its just me whining because I can't control everything that happens to him. Okay, I admit it, I'm a control freak. My name is Samantha and I am a control freak! I homeschool, I must have some bit of control issues. Any way, I'm trying to think of all the fun he's having and the people he's meeting. I sent him with his Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth (B.I.B.L.E) and it's a Christian Adventure Camp. He will have so much fun...I just have to keep saying that so it really sinks in and I believe it. In the mean time, I released him to whom he belongs and that helped a lot. So, this week will be spent in lots of prayer and busy work until I get to go and pick him up. And then I'll feel good again.