My name is Mercedes Young. My son Milo James Parris passed away January 7th 2023.

He was three.. 3.

I'm-

I don't want to talk about his death any mention will break me more then the last 24 hours have broken my ability to be myself. I'm trying to type this much with whatever little strength I'm managing Before its all gone and I'm unmoving from the safest confines of my bed with his stuff animal. He was the sixth backyardigans. He adored food, backyardigans and me.

Honorary mention: toy fire trucks, chewing on bracelets and his father Demarcus.

I need help to prepare for his funeral service.. Memorial. We moved to Pennsylvania to be closer to Pittsburgh and I'm needing to transport him back to our home state of Alabama.

Where he will have a proper service for my little crab.

$15,000 covers transport, service, his..his..casket. covering the fee of breaking lease..it's hard being in this apartment where..he..died.

I'm struggling I wanna join him and the more I'm here the more I can't breathe. I'm trying to be level headed enough to atleast type this out because I have nothing and I have less then nothing with him gone.