Tonight I watched my sons stand in front of a casket, looking down at their childhood friend’s lifeless body. tonight, I watched my boys break down and sob over losing their friend to senseless violence. I’ve never seen The Teenager that broken. In the 17 years that I’ve been a mother, I’ve never felt so helpless. My boys were in pain and I couldn’t take that pain away. All I could do was hug them, wipe the tears away. They need to grieve, they need to feel this. And I hate it. I hate that they have to deal with this in their youth. I am so angry with the monster who caused this pain. My children shouldn’t have to say good bye to a beloved friend at such a young age.