My son Mason’s last conscious moments were spent doing what he loved! Being with his friends, laughing, joking, acting goofy, being a teenage boy. Then, he entered the crosswalk with his back to an oncoming car.
The next 17 days were spent on the neurosurgery floor of Primary Children’s Medical Center, where the stellar skills of the medical staff, serving around the clock, were not enough to save him from the effects of a stroke that had resulted from his head injuries.
His last unconscious moments were spent alone with his mother, silently comforting me from a realm of existence I could not see, but could feel its approach without a doubt.
Now, I live with sweet memories of Mason—which are wonderful—but I also live with the “What if’s?” and the “If only’s” that will be my constant companions for the rest of my life.
My desire for anyone reading this story is for you to know that you can be the best driver out there, avoiding all electronic distractions, obeying all the laws—and crashes can still happen! Your life can change or end with the screeching of tires and wailing of sirens. I would especially ask you to be careful driving through and around crosswalks! The life you save might be someone’s precious son.
My Son Mason is everyone’s friend! And his life meant something, right up through the end. In losing his life, his heart gave to others, And two tiny babies went home with their mothers. Two others are seeing because of his eyes, and some will grow taller from the bones of his thighs.
Mason loves Star Wars! About more than any other! His life’s ambition? To DRAW, and take care of his mother. At a mere fourteen years, he’d accomplished both goals, Son, Scout, Friend and Brother, he magnified all roles. His friends and his family all miss him so much, and there’s no limit to the lives he continues to touch!
So onward my son! As you progress on your way! And we’ll see you in less than one heavenly day!