He did it! He went to camp and had a great time.
He flew on the zipline, he boogied on the dance floor, he even went horseback riding.
It took about a year for my husband and I to convince Noah to give camp a try. He did not want to have any part of it. He feared that his counselor would not know what to do and cause him harm or that he would not be able to make it a whole week without me.
I hate to admit it, but his fears were my fears too.
I didn't know if I would last a week without my Noah. He is so much a part of me and my day to day life. I think that I was afraid I might just disappear without him. So I guess this was a big step for both of us. He conquered his fears and gained a new sense of selfreliance. I learned that sometimes letting go is the best thing that I can do for my son.