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Tuesday, June 24, 2014

The Night Before Overnight Camp

All packed up, 2013. 2014 will look very similar.

All her bags are packed, she's ready to go.
I'm standing here, outside her door,
I hate to wake her up, to say goodbye.

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Yea, Jenny Isenman got it right when she said you're a Gen X'er who went to overnight camp "if to this day the song, Leaving On a Jet Plane makes you cry."

Well, she's not going by plane, but and I've had to modify the song a bit, but yea, Hannah's leaving tomorrow morning and I'm ready to cry.

It's her third time going, and you'd think I'd have this all down by now. In a lot of ways, I do. She was able to do a lot of the packing on her own, though it still required many hours of effort on my part (I still can't figure out why this takes so long to throw together). She knows what to expect, and I think this year the excitement of CAMP (that's how the word sounds in my mind, all caps lock), outweighs the nervous energy of it all. I know she's going to have a ball, and I know how important it is to me that she goes.

It's just going to suck for me. I'm going to miss her so, so much.

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But the dawn is breakin', it's early morn',
The Traverse is waitin', dad's blowin' the horn,
Already I'm so lonesome I could cry.

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