I’m a friend of Patricia and she needs our help. The most devastating loss that could ever happen to a parent. Every autism mom’s worst fear became a reality. Please read and help if you’re able to.

This is to help with living expenses, medical expenses, and anything else she may need.

Patricia's story… On October 9th at approximately 7:45 p.m., Mason escaped our apartment. It only took me a minute to realize that my precious child was missing from my home. Mason loved being outside and he would often try to escape. In fact, he got out last week but thankfully he did not leave the sidewalk and I was able to get him back in the house. Unfortunately, on October 9th, he crossed M59 into the median safely and then decided to cross back. It was dark outside and there was heavy traffic. One car saw him and swerved and yelled, "No, stop." However, the car behind him, even though he hit his brakes, had no chance of stopping. So Mason was hit by a pickup truck going 55 miles an hour on M59. My only solace is knowing that he was jumping up and down, flapping his arms, smiling, and was happy. Because the impact was so much, he lost consciousness quickly and probably did not feel a thing. That's my hope anyway. He was still breathing and had a pulse at the scene, but I do believe he passed away in the ambulance. My biggest fear is that Mason would get out of the house and get hurt or worse one day because of his severe autism and his lack of knowledge of safety and understanding. I will be holding a celebration of life for Mason in the coming weeks. I wasn't planning on making this post anytime soon, but it appears that many people have pieced things together, so I figured I would just share this terrible, tragic news. My heart is broken, I'm completely shattered, and I don't know how I will ever move on with life. Mason was my life, Mason was my everything, and the last few days have been nothing short of horrifying and despairing. I appreciate everyone who's reached out, and I'm sorry if I have not reached back out, but right now I'm in shock, numb, and just completely distraught. It was a freak accident, and unfortunately, people with autism lose their lives because of their inability to understand safety. So I know that my baby boy is in Jesus's arms and he is in good hands. This is the worst situation a parent could ever deal with, losing their child. Parents are not supposed to bury their children, but God had other plans, I guess. My life is forever changed; I've literally lost my reason for existence. I lived for Mason every single day for the last 12 years, and he's gone now, so all I can do is try to cope, but it seems impossible at this point.