Today we made a quick trip to San Antonio to attend the funeral of our rent-a-brother's dad. Mr. S had been diagnosed with lung cancer but lost his fight with the disease on Wednesday. Some day when I have a little time I will explain the rent-a-son/brother thing. Rent-a-brother has had a very difficult month with the loss of his step grandmother and then his father. Today was not easy being so close to Mom's funeral. Sometimes life is just so hard that you wish you could run to your mom, put your head in her lap and let her chase away the bad. Wouldn't it be nice to be able to do that?
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