The three older boys are happy at camp/travelling across Canada and the US. Although I haven't received any letters I have received what I like to call deep, thoughtful summer logs in the form of text messages:
And so although I have the material to blog, I'm enjoying the six weeks of quiet to regroup (ie. learn to love again).
In the interim my summer project is to train my iPhone not to change 'hell' to 'he'll'.