My 17-year-old son shaved his head for his sick girlfriend – the next day, her mother said, “You need to come to the hospital and see what your son did.”

giddy.

Diane has been one of my closest friends for over a decade. Our children, well, her daughter and my son, had practically grown up together.

Aaron had always been like that.

The first time Aaron held Lily’s hand at a backyard barbecue last summer, Diane and I pretended not to notice and then laughed and squealed about it like schoolgirls for an continue reading …