A “slice of life” moment.
My niece and my son work at a children’s camp near our family cottages. (Very convenient for visits on their days off.) My niece related the following scene she’d observed at the camp:
My 21 year old (bilingual) son hunkering down to the eye level of a little girl (a tad homesick and speaking only French) offering comfort and conversation in the language she understands.
How wonderful is it to hear stories like this about those you love? And if you can’t be there to witness such scenes for yourself, how wonderful is it to be able to hear the story from someone else you love – someone who loves and adores her cousin?
I’m blessed – not only with my own children but to have so many amazing nieces and nephews.
(Hey, my sisters, we did something so very right…)
Re: the above image. I lucked out! I was checking the camp website for a picture and found this one.
“Hey, I recognize that back!” – and that hat, bathing suit, shape of the head…
It’s Sam from last summer when he was Waterfront Director (a young but well-qualified and responsible Waterfront Director) chatting with another young camper.