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Mother’s Day started out wonderful. I am a mother to three amazing and loving teenagers and I can’t get enough of them. Breakfast was made and gifts were given and we were hanging out enjoying the morning……..but then the phone call came. My son took the call and I could tell by the expression on his face that someone close to us was dead. My close childhood friend’s son was in a fatal car crash about half a mile down the road, 2 dead and one survivor. All teenagers, all friends of my son’s. We carried our sons together and raised them just blocks away from one another. Same schools, same teams, same same same. Yet my son is alive and hers is dead. Life makes no fucking sense.
