I had never felt so torn before. Jeannie has been calling me every night since last Sunday. This child has been so homesick that I can hear her crying over the phone. Jeannie is a tough girl and she doesn't cry for no reason. In fact, I don't even recall when was the last time she cries. I am glad that she chose to stay at camp when I offered her to come home.
My heart sank when Jeannie told me that she wasn't roomates with Liz. I felt sorry for my child because she so needed a friend at the moment. Indeed, I felt so terrible that I thought I made the wrong decision of signing her up for two camps that were close to each other.
I didn't sleep well last night... woke up around six this morning to find myself reading the Ensign, the church magazine helped calms my unease spirit. I started calling the youth counsels around 9:30am, but never got a hold of any of them. Thank goodness Johnny called home not long after and he was able to reach the head of the counselors. We wanted to make sure that the counselors are aware of Jeannie situation and pay close attention to her needs. She said she would call us again the next day.
Jeannie called again tonight around 11:00pm. She seemed to feel a little better today, but her voice still sounded shaky to me. I was especially comforted to find out her roommates tried to include her to a group prayer before they go to bed. :) I hope Jeannie will continue to make friends and stand strong in the next few days.
One positive thought came to my mind of Jeannie's experience is that she will learn to TRULY lean onto the Lord. I know my child prays, but I hope she would learn to put all her trust in the Lord in all occasions; whether they are big or small, now or in the future!