Focaccia Comfort.

Sicily on a Monday. We had a pack filled night with the usual dance and soccer plus an added visitation that Hannah and I attended for Carson. It was surreal. There were so many people that attended. It took two hours before we greeted our dear Susan. Carson lived such a great life, all of nearly 15 years of it. It felt like we were attending a graduation party vs. a funeral visitation. With so many familiar faces and a shrine of beautiful pictures athletic uniforms and medals. He really lived every moment.

Dinner was easy. I picked up two loaves of South Union Bakery Focaccia Bread from Taste of Italy along with some Italian Beef, Turkey and Capicola to make sandwiches. A simple meal for a rather complicated event. We're not supposed to be attending funeral visitations for young and healthy teenagers. It's just not right.

What comforts me is a quote that was in Carson's program..."We will never be the same as we were before this loss. But are Ever so much better for having had something so great to Lose".

May the comfort of memories of such a great boy get this family through this tragic loss.