Summer Camp Dreams

I want the best for my children, and nothing less. I want them to have it all.

I don't mean iPhones and fancy shoes; those things are fun but they're not what's important. What I want for my children are the best opportunities, the best experiences and the best memories.

When the boys got Canadian visas last year it opened so many doors for amazing opportunities, I am so thankful for those visas.

You.
Have.
No.
Idea.

Last summer was a summer of firsts.

First plane ride.
First time meeting Eve and Maya.
First roller coaster ride.
First peach.
First time seeing an elephant.
First time I was able to pile everyone in the car and drive us around freely.
First movie theatre experience.

I started dreaming about the possibilities for the boys for this summer, and top of my list was summer camp. I have such amazing memories from my summers at Camp Kahquah, I imagined how incredible would it be for the boys to experience camp. A few clicks later and I discovered this will be the only year the boys can all attend the same week of summer camp, according to their ages.

Here's where it gets complicated. Kenol and I live on Haitian salaries, which is enough to provide for our immediate needs in Haiti. But not much more than that.

Summer Camp isn't a necessity, I know that. But it is a life changing experience I want for my children!

I knew we couldn't provide, but I was willing to go out on a limb and take a chance for them to have this opportunity. So we started an online fundraiser hoping to raise enough to cover the costs to get them to camp.  I waited a few days after creating the page to ever actually share it. I was nervous and honestly a little embarrassed.

I cannot even begin to tell you how incredibly blessed and moved I have been by the response to this fundraiser. People have been so incredibly generous, kind and gracious to our family. I am overwhelmed by the way others are loving on my children, some who have never even met them.

So many have stepped in and provided when Kenol and I could not.

I am so deeply grateful.

We are so close to our goal, I can't wait to share with the kids that we are fully funded. They pray daily for God to make a way.

and he totally is!

Summer camp get ready, the Bernard boys are coming for you!

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