When my husband and I boarded a flight to Europe earlier this summer, we were embarking on our first major trip alone since becoming parents 12 years ago.
I knew it would be an adjustment to travel without our twins. What I hadn’t quite realized was that the hard part happened before we even left home.
A few days earlier, we’d dropped our 12-year-old twins off for a 19-day session at the same Southern California sleepaway camp I attended for 11 summers growing up. I believe deeply in what camp gives kids: independence, resilience, confidence, problem-solving skills, and lifelong friendships. Last year, they went for a five-day mini session…
