Nick is a new friend of mine. He is a bright, caring, compassionate 15 year old, who found himself getting a little behind in his school work this year. So we've started hanging out together an hour or two a week, eating McDonald's french fries while sorting out backpack debris and writing papers about neurofibromatosis.
With a little push from a middle-aged woman who is NOT his mom, he is righting himself and getting back into the game of school. He is also reminding me how difficult it is to be 15.
I wish I could tell him that life will be easier as he grows older and that if he can just get through the next couple of years, he'll be fine. But, the truth is, tomorrow is no guarantee; there is only today, and I'm glad he is sharing some of his todays with me.
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