Showing posts with label NBTSC. Show all posts
Showing posts with label NBTSC. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Anne:

Today is the day!! I made my third drive to Vermont to pick up my Jakey from Not Back to School Camp (and that means his amazing photos are back on the blog, too!)!!

The minute I walked into the room where the campers were singing and saying their good-byes (or rather *Hugging* their good-byes), I knew the energy was unlike any other I had been a part of before. There was no ego in that room. There was only complete Love and Acceptance and Celebration of Each Other.

And this is why this experience turned out to be even more than Jake had ever hoped for. While always completely Honored and Celebrated by his family, he was ready to take his Shine out into the Universe, lighting up corners he hadn't before visited...and to allow other people's Shine to deeply affect his own life and light.

It's been amazing to stand in witness of his light..from the time we first spotted his Shining Presence in that room, hugging his friends and when Sam and I were first able to give him our own deep, loving hugs.

I'm so thankful he's home. And I'm so thankful he had this amazing, world and soul-expanding experience.

Having a few hours to kill before Logan and Quinn were due at the airport, we stopped in Saratoga Springs (one of our favorite cities) for lunch. We got some pizza to go with the other snacks I had brought along, went to the park and ate and talked and laughed...


...and I'm glad I thought to stick that frisbee in the bag, too...



I love this laughing-in-action shot...I forget what they were laughing about...but it was Sheer Joy to watch...





After eating, we got ice cream at Ben and Jerry's and then walked around town before it was time to leave for the airport.

We made it to the airport in good time...got Quinn checked-in and off to his gate...and then proceeded to do the same for Logan...

I get anxious watching people go through security...but Logan handled it with grace...

And I have no more photos of the rest of the evening...but it was Sheer Heaven to get back in the truck with my Sam and my Jake and head home to Dave and Choco and Toody and Nugget and Jiji (the last four being our dog, our bird, our guinea pig and our cat). We enjoyed the super-stuffed veggie lasagna I had made yesterday for our *We're All Home Together* celebration...and just really enjoyed being together the rest of the night...

All is well.

Jake:

Hello everyone! I'm back. Sooooo nice to be home... Camp was amazing, I'll post pics later, and the drive home was fantastic...

Been a while, let's see if I can do this...


'I know this isn't nice, but what kind of a name is Mernie?'



' *Salvation* in the oddest of places'


'I have no witty title for this, I just like the lines'


'This duck didn't realize it was having it's picture taken'

That's why it looks so surprised.

'What do you do when you see a Spaceman?'

'PARK, MAN!'



'Mine's not a High Horse'

This is actually a photo from when Quinn failed in attempting to join the mounted Police force of Chicago, for obvious reasons.

(I just wanted to give a quick thank-you to The Shins [Even though they'll probably never read this] for supplying me with brilliant Photo titles such as this one.)

'A photo of a stray Moomintroll'

Who was hiding in a guitar shop.

'G is for...'



Yay, that was fun...

Good to be back. : )

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Anne:

Not Back to School Camp...the journey...

Our first stop: the airport...to pick up Quinn and Logan (flying in from different places at different times).

Quinn's plane.


Jake:


Anne:

We had a few hours to kill before we were allowed to be at NBTSC. I decided a few days ago that Lake George, in the Adirondack Mountains, would be a great place to spend that time...and it really was a wonderful decision.



We had lunch right on the lake...






Jake:


Anne:

And then we walked around town. Most everything was shut down in this tourist town, being that it's September. But we managed to find Exactly What We Needed.

We played Skeeball for SO long. Every time we'd wander around and see what other games to play, we'd say, "SKEEBALL!" and we'd end up just feeding quarter after quarter into those machines...all five of us lined up, balls flying up the ramp, the sound of joyful celebration when we hit the 30, 40 or 50 point holes! It was awesomely fun.





And so we collected enough tickets to buy each of the little boys a prize at the counter (and to buy me a few Swedish fish!)...





Just a few minutes more in the park before we hit the road again...Jake, Sam, Logan and Quinn pretending to be the bad-ass gang of Lake George, with their switch-blade combs...


A mere 1 hour and 40 minutes later, we were there.

And so began the journey of unloading the truck, making a very rustic cabin a home, and saying good-bye to my boys.


THIS is the picture I will carry with me during these days when we are apart. The one where they felt some excitement about being there...


Not this one, where they were so sad about me leaving...and Sam didn't even want to stay anymore...


It was a difficult journey back to home for me...what with all of the tears...


But I've had a wonderful *inner* journey since then, and I do trust that All Is Exactly As It's Supposed to Be...and I now can feel deep down, even when there are twinges of sadness about being away from my boys, that All is Truly Well.