We are home from camp and I find my heart hurting. I was so glad to see my kiddos and then glad to get Bug back but then I look at my prayer rock from camp and my heart breaks. There were 37 kids at camp last week and they do not know the security of a stable family life. Many of them are in wonderful foster families but too many of them are not.
So many thoughts and moments at camp that forever changed me. I am working on a post but it is coming slowly as my heart heals.