The Hardest Morning Ever

This morning was the hardest morning I have ever had to endure. Today is the first day of summer camp. District 93 has a camp up near Victor, ID called Pine Basin. This spring, Tristan begged to go. It's the last year he's eligible, so we decided he could go and today was the day.
We arrived at Rocky Mountain Middle School a little before 8am, so we had some time to mill around for a few minutes before they got started. Then the boys had to put their baggage on one side of the walkway and the girls put theirs on the other. Then the camp director had us go over to the little covered area for a quick parents' meeting. His name was Darrin. The told us a little about the cam and some of the things the kids will be doing up there. He also took some time to allay our fears. There is bear sign, but no bears have been spotted. 4 moose have been up to the cabin and looked through the windows, but they haven't been aggressive or threatening in any way. The water levels have gone down so the river isn't as bad, but the kids won't be anywhere near it anyway. The most dangerous things up there are the ground squirrels. A few kids have tried to catch them and were consequently bitten, but the bites were minor. All of the staff has been extensively checked out, including FBI background checks. So, there really is nothing to worry about. While we were talking, the staffers got the kids organized into a circle and started playing games. After the little meeting, it was time to say good-bye. I walked over to Tristan and he stood up. I really wanted to give him a great big hug, but I was content with his leaning into me and letting me do an awkward shoulder squeeze. "Bye, Mom." was all I got. Then a look that clearly said, "Time for you to go, Mom." I turned and started walking toward the van. About half way there, I started choking up. So, I had to hurry up. By the time I got to the van, a tear or two had escaped. I held it together until I got out of the parking lot, but then that was it. I sobbed. I considered pulling over, it was that bad. I calmed myself down just as my phone rang. It was Ty. The minute he heard my voice, he said, "I take it you've dropped him off?" "Y-e-e-s-s-s" I cried. He just laughed at me. Then tried to comfort me. I was fine by the time we hung up, but soon I was crying again. It was so hard to leave my baby with those people. He's gonna be gone for the whole week! I won't see him again until parents' night, but he's not gonna let me hug him or anything in front of his friends. He doesn't come home til Friday. He'll be home for the weekend but then he leaves for Scout camp on next Friday! How will I stand it? I can't believe how much I miss him. I hope I can stand it for the next 5 days!
When I got home from dropping him off, Zachary ran up to me and gave me a HUGE hug. "I missed you, Mommy!" He said. It was just what I needed. Then Samantha came in and gave me a big hug as well. It helped me so much to have my other two babies around me and loving on me. Maybe I will just need lots of cuddles from them to get me through this week. Wish me luck!
PS I would have had pictures from dropping Tristan off at the school, but I knew taking pictures would embarrass him, so I didn't even take the camera. *sigh* Actually, there is a picture on my camera, but I don't know how to get it off. Sorry about that.