We went went to the calling hours with hundreds and hundreds of Newtown friends, students, teachers, families, coaches and neighbors for a 13 year old boy from my kid's 7th grade class who died "unexpectedly" at home. 13.
Just 13. Thirteen. 7th grade. Pollywogs and skateboards. Dyed hair and baseball. Comic books and cousins.
Just when we thought we had no tears left.
Found this TedTalks video by accident just this morning, and was introduced to poet Shane Koyczan.
Hoping you will watch it in honor of Ben, and perhaps share it with someone you know.