My Thoughts on Sleepovers

Recently my 10-year-old daughter boarded a bus in route to summer camp. I sobbed as soon as I got back into the car. I missed her already. For four days and three nights she would be beyond my grasp. I wouldn’t be there to pray with her, to kiss her forehead as she drifted off to sleep or to put the covers back on her at 2 a.m. because she had kicked them off. I wouldn’t be there to remind her to say “please” and “thank you,” to make sure she was eating and drinking enough and remembering to apply sunscreen and bug spray, or most importantly, to make sure she was safe.

Many family members were shocked that I was letting her go. Myself included. I’m the mom who doesn’t do slumber parties or sleepovers. I’ll happily host her friends (for her birthday last year we had a hotel slumber party and my mom and I supervised) and she’s had friends spend the night before, but she has yet to spend the night at the house of a friend.

There was an occasion where she attended a slumber party and I picked her up early rather than having her spend the night. And on a Girl’s Scout overnight event I volunteered and came along too. But this was church camp (the staff and volunteers all undergo background checks and the kids ventured everywhere in groups of at least three).

Even so, if I could have got on that bus to go to camp, I would have. In a heartbeat.

Because, the truth is, I don’t trust (most) people. And I know that things can happen anywhere.


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