Help honor Michael Bowser

For more than half a year, I wondered where my son had gone. He was here one minute and gone the next.  Michael Bowser was my eldest son, was a human full of life, full of fun and every now and again a wild spirit. For months I waited for that energy to fill my home again. It didn’t. Just a couple of days into the new year, I got a call that would change my world as I knew it. They found my son, but not with his charasmatic spirit in tact. They found his remains in Greenville. 

As a single mom, burying my own mother, it took me months to save for a trip to honor her passing.  Without help, I don’t know how I will be able to bury my own son just shortly after.  Any donations would be appreciated to help lay him to rest.