Please, I need help saying goodbye to Beau

My name is Star Given Richardson, On July 11th at 2:32pm , my precious son's innocent, loving, heart quit beating, Beau Bryant Richardson, left our world and entered the loving arms of the Angels, Beau suffered from seizures that even with medication were unpredictable and cruel to his body, during that night his seizures would start with a vengeance, twisting his body sometimes sending it to the floor, where his body could safely twist until he was completely exhausted. Beau's had broken noses, stitches, and concussions, sometimes leading to hospital stays, during on of his many stays Doctors discovered that the seizures caused his heart rate to soar dangerously high, it needed medication to stay down,along with the seizures and heart rate Beau was Autistic, he attended Dublin Scioto High School, he loved everything about it, playing football for a year Beau enjoyed the few plays he was in for, Beau was so proud, with even a prouder Mama sitting in the bleachers, Beau saw the little things in life that most of us ignore or take for granted, he treasured these little things

loved and lived life to the fullest. Beau has 5 siblings, and Beau loved them with all his heart, unfortunately there disaster was about to strike with things that tore our family apart, Beau's dad died an early death at age 57, after that our world fell apart.

I lost my husband Bill's income, I was fired from Walmart as a department manager because I needed to make sure Beau got on his bus for school, the pick up time varied, but most of the time I would be late for work by 15 to 20 minutes, I asked for a time change, but it was denied, I lost my job. Our world was spiraling out of control, we suffered two evictions, neither our fault, just bad landlords. There were other events like Covid, and a near breakdown, leading to losing everything, the only thing we had was our van, the past 4 years it's been our home, it was me and Beau against the world, and it strengthened our bond as child and parent. Slowly our world had hope, I found a job that paid a decent wage, Beau had made lots of friends at a sports bar near my job( I couldn't leave Beau alone so he came to work with me) Beau was my strength, he never complained, he only saw the good, telling me " Mom were going to be ok." Beau put everyone before his own needs, the world wasn't easy for him, Beau even though he was 26, he was 7, Beau wanted to be like everyone else, he struggled, he tried to mimick the actions of other guys his age, but Beau was perfect just the way he was, I never saw anything but that , Beau was my baby and as a mother I never saw his flaws just the man before me who had nothing but love, kindness and sincerity toward mankind, there was no malice, Beau passed away, quietly, in my car, he had 2 seizures, by time we arrived at the hospital my little boy was blue, OSU trauma tried for over an hour to bring him back,to hear or see any sign of life, at 2:32 pm the world stopped, my son was at peace, no more pain, no more seizure, no racing heart, just peace. I was allowed to stay with my son, I prayed for a miracle I wanted Beau to come back against all odds, i waited with Beau for 4 hours in a quiet room, the nurses were instructed that he needed to go to the morgue, I tucked his turtle and a sully that he played with in our car, putting them there to protect Beau, when the nurses walked into the room to put him in the white bag, my son was treated with dignity and love. I really need help with my Beau's funeral I have next to nothing, If it would help I, want to send my baby off with a funeral a final good bye, he would want his friends and family to say goodbye, to feel the sadness, to feel the joy, I can't do that please and now I am begging, please, please help my son, I don't care if people donate a penny, that is one penny closer to his funeral. Thank you for reading this, please find it in your heart to help, please keep Beau in your prayers.