Drew and a group of his friends all met at our house this morning to caravan to a funeral for the mother of one of their close friends. The mom died last week unexpectedly. The kids all got dressed in their nicest clothes (which for some of them was black pants, black shirt, black high top vans and a camo hat) and went off to face a harsh reality of life.
I supported them the best I could -- I ironed shirts and sent them off with a box of tissues.
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