For the past 10 years, I have been involved in bereavement day camps for grieving children. The first year I observed and helped out behind the scenes. After redesigning and chairing for several years, I am back on the periphery. I miss it. Not only it is fun, the experience is always so profound.I vividly remember the first year watching two six-years-olds from two very different walks of life hold hands as they set off for the balloon release at the end of the day. Despite only having known one another for six hours, they developed a bond that would likely connect them for years. It took them several minutes to let go of their hands and let go of their balloons. The way they hugged and looked at one another was a moment to cherish.
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