Mason

The hardest part of this mess is that my children find themselves apart at such a crucial point in their lives. Mason may not be legally or biologically my child, but he is my son. I have brushed his teeth, wiped his butt, taught him to read, taught him to wipe his nose in a tissue instead of on his sleeve... all the important stuff. I rise and fall with his ups and downs and his smile can make my worst days not so bad. And now he is gone. What was once a loving, unique family is now just over. Josh, at only 2, has no idea what's going on but he knows his Bubba is gone and he wants to know why. What do I tell him?