My 17-Year-Old Son Shaved His Head for His Sick Girlfriend—The Next Day, Her Mother Called Me and Said, “You Need to Come to the Hospital”

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My best friend, Diane, had been a fixture in my life for over a decade. Our children had grown up in the same orbit—birthdays, park days, school plays. When Aaron and Lily started dating a year ago, Diane and I had felt like two giddy teenagers ourselves. We’d squealed in my kitchen for an hour, thrilled that our worlds were continue reading …