So, in two days I am off on a 20 hour bus ride for the pleasure of 22 boys and of course my own. Why do we do this crazy thing. I could be home relaxing, working out even “nesting” but it is the adventure of life from the perspective of a 12 year old boy that calls.
Perhaps there is something wrong with me or perhaps I am simply the luckiest gal in town. Whatever the answer I pray that the eternal father protects these boys on their journey through Colorado and through life.