32/53 – Early morning, Saturday, August 6th. You can’t sleep. Anxious about tomorrow and all that it brings. You’re off to Wenonah for a week. Your first time. So many anxious thoughts. Each day it’s been a different one. Each night we’ve talked it through. And each night I’ve promised that if you hate it you never have to try it again. But I really believe you’ll fly with what will be new found wings.