My Son Walked Across the Graduation Stage Wearing a Bright Red Dress While Hundreds of People Laughed. I Was the Only Person in the Auditorium Who Knew Why.
He borrowed an auditorium and made it a chapel for sixty seconds, then gave it back.
If you were in that gym and you laughed, I will not hunt you.
I will only tell you this: a boy in a red dress was not asking you to understand fashion.
He was asking you not to erase a girl who loved being impossible to overlook.
She got her walk.
He kept his word.