It’s mid-July, that time when my Instagram feed fills with images of practically every parent I know posing with their kids by the lake of some expensive summer camp in New England. “Best weekend ever!” or “My favourite day of the year!” the captions read, and all I can think is, “Seriously?” I adore my three children and am grateful that I can send them to a rugged camp way up in the Adirondacks where they sleep in tents. But once I put them in that big Greyhound bus at the end of June, I do, in a sense, forget about them. Or at least I try to, because given that I no longer have control over what they’re doing, I know that thinking about them would stress me out and destroy the vacation that, let’s face it, their being in camp provides. I get to work as late as I want, hang out with my husband (alone — without even locking the bedroom door!), see my friends, catch up on all the incredible cable TV shows I’ve missed, and get a glimpse of what life might be like once my kids go off to college. Pretty, terrific, as it… Read full this story
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