April 1, 2016
My baby boy, Mason James Hanson, was the victim of a tragic accident at 9 am on March 31, 2016. This accident took his life and a piece of mine.
When I looked at Mason, his love for life and constant smile would literally take my breath away. He was the most precious, perfect little boy anyone could ever ask for. I am thankful that I got to spend 660 days loving this kid. He taught me so many things—things that only the purest, most innocent life could teach.
I am preparing to go to sleep for the second night in a row without my precious Mason near me. The first night after my son’s passing, I surrounded myself with his dirty clothes. It made me feel like he was next to me; I could still breathe him in. I will attempt to do the same tonight, but as time goes by, I know the dirty pajamas will lose their fragrance, and I will have to face a night without him.
The sun will not shine as bright as it has in the past, my breath will not be as deep as it was before, and my tomorrows will now be faced with an emptiness that will never be filled. I am sad. This is horrible.
Tomorrow we will be planning the celebration of my sweet baby Mason’s life. I will announce the details.
As of now, I am planning to do a memorial garden for him in our yard. I would like help with this garden, and I want it to be done before the funeral so the attendees can bring anything that they would like to contribute to “Mason’s Garden.” If you would like to help with the construction of the garden please contact Holly Zietler.
I am overwhelmed with the love I have felt from this community; I apologize for not getting back to all the phone calls and text messages. Know that your kind words are appreciated.
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