We sat through the first home game of the season and boy did we get our rear ends handed to us. Was it shocking that we lost? No. That team has a reputation of being a powerhouse right now. Nothing we could do but just take it. Our oldest played in the band tonight. They sounded good, I thought. I wish they would put a microphone on the front ensemble where she plays. When people are yapping and milling around for nachos and a pretzel, it is hard to hear a vibraphone or marimba being played. Those kids work so hard...they should be heard.
Tomorrow we got to church for Erin's funeral. I cannot imagine the pain her parents are in, but pray they can find peace and reassurance in this horrible situation. Send a few extra prayers their way. It is going to be a rough day tomorrow and won't be easier for a long time.
Night all.
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