Westen wasn’t six months old when he went on his first camping trip. On his second birthday he got his very own sleeping bag.
Nine years later and that bag has kept him cozy in campgrounds from Michigan to Georgia, music festivals from Maryland to New York, sleepovers with homeless families at Aldersgate United Methodist Church, sleepless nights with friends, and a wedding in Pennsylvania.
As we prepare to celebrate his eleventh birthday, cancelled camping trips and music festivals dot the calendar. I don’t know when or where the next overnight adventure will be, but I know we’ll be ready.