Small miracles

I saw her on Sunday. She's fine. More than fine...she's fantastic. Settled in, happy, befriended, connected. She's gone to this strange and wonderful and remote place and made it her own. I was so impressed by that. I am in awe of my daughter.

As proud as I was, it was even more awesome to see her face light up when I called her name.

A new baby goat was born at camp the day that I visited.

That mom only got about two hours before her daughter was standing up all by herself.


I had a little longer with mine. And both of our daughters still need us, at least for a while.