What a tough day, it was Shania's funeral.
Hannah and Jack really wanted to come so Jason and I took them and a friend watched Henry. There were lots of kids there all wearing their "Shania's Sunflower of Hope" t-shirts and special considerations had been made with a beading station and a craft room.
There was a wonderful sense of community, but I couldn't help imagining their family going home alone once the day was over.
It was a pretty awful experience, one I hope never to have to repeat.