Funeral Jose

Armando was our Son, he was the best son a mother could have ask for. When I received the call that he was at the hospital, I immediately knew that it was serious but I tried to keep my faith in God. When I got to the hospital and ask for information about him, we were told that someone were going to speak to us privately, I didn’t know what to think of this situation, it took a few hours for that person to talk to us and every minute my heart was beating faster. Armando fell into a deep coma that he never woke up from. He was infested by meningitis and the infection spread through his spine and brain, the doctors couldn’t do anymore for him. When I saw my son with all the medical equipment attached to him, it’s a sight I never wished upon any mother. After 3 days in the hospital in a coma I said goodbye to my son. Next to his bed I put my lips on his forehead for the last time and whispers “ It’s okay papito you have fought enough I love you” he was my first-born, he made me a mother and my heart is destroyed into millions pieces. 

Right now Im just asking for any help to get my son the last goodbye he deserves. 
Anything would help, thank you.