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As September 9th is tomorrow I already feel myself starting to retreat. My body physically feels the weight of this milestone nearing and aches all over. I know I need to let my heart go through the process of these feelings but allowing that is like ripping off a band-aid each time. So here we are at the 3rd year of your loss. I still can’t bring myself to say your death. Im not sure why I can’t speak it. Maybe if I do it somehow becomes really real? If that makes any sense? I know your gone and nothing about these three years makes any sense. So here I am at the third year feeling the same, no peace or answers about that awful day. Some people seem to have moved on and even want to say me starting Mason’s non profit is my way of making money off his death. They really have no clue how much it cost to run a non profit and how much of my very own money I put into it Just to keep it going. I know now that I never will get the correct answers of what happened that morning.

Year three is just one more year of ups and downs, moments passing me by-leaving my heart shattered each time. It wasn’t suppose to be this way. It’s not suppose to be this way. I will always wonder who you would be. What would you look like now. What would your voice sound like. What would your laugh sound like. What would be your favorite color. Your favorite animal. Your favorite food. I will have a lifetime of what if’s. A lifetime of hard and joyful childhood phases. Living without you is the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. Although there are so many beautiful things I’ve created in your memory, nothing will ever make it ok. Nothing will ever take the place of you. I could build the biggest memorial in the world and it would never make my heart ache one bit less. Nothing will ever fill the endless void you left behind. As the years pass, some things remain the same and some things are different. I love you more than life, and I miss your more than words. It doesn’t matter how much time passes, the ache and my love for you will always remain. We are soul-tied forever.

I’m so proud to be your Gigi. So proud, Mason Jayce.

I wish I could see you smile, hear your laugh. I wish I could see your blow out your birthday candles every year. I wish I could ask you want you want every year for your birthday and how you would like to spend your day. I wish I could watch you grow up.

I wish I could.

I wish, I wish I wish.

I invite you to remember Mason Jayce with me. I need to know that you remember he lIved.Share his stories, his memory, his life, his love. If your open to blessing my aching heart even more, I invite you to say his name, Mason Jayce our loud with me. Often And without hesitation. To hear his name is to hear the most beautiful sound there is . May it always be on the top of your tongue like it is on mine. There is no greater gift.

Mason Jayce , Mason Jayce, Mason Jayce.

Forever, I’ll miss you.

Forever, I’ll love you.

Forever, I’ll ache to hold you again.

Gigi forever loves you Mason Jayce.




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It’s hard to believe it’s been so long since I actually sat down to write. Mason’s blog is so important and is a way for me to vent my feelings. I have struggled so much these last 5 months or so and let my anger, frustration and hurt build up to much. I wish I could say I haven’t wrote because my heart is healing and days are better, BUT that’s not the reason. My heart remains heavy each morning I wake and Mason Jayce isn’t here. That unbelievable greets me and travels with me every second. That pain is so hard to describe.

I have a lot to be thankful for, my husband and my boys. My oldest is in his own place and doing so well. He is one of the top salesmen at T-Mobile and I’m so proud of him. My youngest son, (Mason’s Daddy), is home with us and rebuilding his life the best he can with the biggest hole in his heart. He is working and taking One day at a time. My husband and I will celebrate our 30th wedding anniversary next month, so we have so much to look forward to. I have just a hand full of family that have stuck with me and we continue to support each other. A lot showed their true colors but that is ok. Nothing or no one that I lose can compare to the loss of Mason. Nothing can hurt me that much other than the loss of Mason. I Have also gained a lot of friends who I consider more my family than actual family. Denise and her kids, Beth and her family, and Deb,Nicole, Paul and the whole town of Dahlonega Georgia. No hearts bigger than in Dahlonega.

I have learned a new hobby to help finance Mason’s Foundation. Keeping his foundation going takes a lot of my time but it is so worth it. Who knows maybe one day my hobby will grow so big that we will need a place of our own. Working out of my house in Mason’s room right now and call it Simply Mason Designs. We have an Etsy store online, also purchases off of AmazonSmile helps to give back to Mason’s Foundation. We continue each month carrying books to Piedmont Medical for the new babies to encourage literacy and bonding. We are actually getting messages from new parents who have heard of our program and are looking forward to receiving their book and reading the sweet message inside from Mason. I pour my heart and soul into Mason Jayce and making sure his memory stays strong and that his death isn’t what people remember the most. I want them to remember his bright beautiful smile, his laugh, beautiful face and those funny looks he could give, and that his life mattered and he should be here with us making a lifetime of memories, growing, learning, loving, exploring, and giving us hugs and kisses and hearing his sweet voice.

So here we are, continuing to try and move forward. Court date upcoming and maybe we can get answers in his death. Maybe we never will know what happened that early dreadful morning on September 9th. So many stories out there about it , but no matter which is true or what happened or didn’t happen, the end result is the same.. Mason isn’t here and he should be. That’s the ending you can’t change. Getting that phone call that Mason wasn’t breathing, racing to the hospital, waiting to get to see him, not knowing what was happening, getting shuffled by nurses to a big room and just waiting that seemed like forever, to seeing The doctor come in with a gloomy look on his face and hearing him say those awful words. I’m sorry we couldn’t save him and he is gone, and in that moment my world changed forever. I don’t remember much of that day after hearing those words. I remember holding him back in the hospital room for one last time. Kissing him and telling him Gigi loves him always and forever. He looked as if he was just sleeping and Knew he was safe in his Gigi’s arms. He knew he was loved more than anything by his GigI , papa and his daddy. I kept praying as I was holding him to please wake up. I didn’t want to let go of him. How could I let go of my heart and soul in that room? That pain is one I never wish on anyone. My soul will always feel heavy, and I know now that in that room I didn’t let go ... I still carry you in my arms, my heart, my mind, my memories, my dreams and in every second of my life. Everywhere in my home I see you, your room has become my safe haven. You are in every book I buy, write in and give away, everything we make and design, YOU are in everything! Mason Jayce Foundation and Simply Mason Designs are YOU and only YOU. Every donation, every purchase goes back to YOU and your cause. ❤️🐢😇

I will get back to writing more as it is a good outlet for me. Some may grow tired of hearing about Mason Jayce , some people may stop talking about him and just move on as if he didn’t even exist, but I will always be here shouting his name Mason Jayce and promoting his foundation, and overloading his social media with news and updates. Most importantly honoring him and his memory, and giving him the legacy and justice he deserves.

Gigi loves you , Gigi loves you, Gigi loves you always my sweet explorer and sea turtle Mason Jayce. Swim safe and explore far.🐢❤️

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Been staring down this morning trying to find my words to write. I haven’t wrote lately as my emotions have just been all over the place. I sit here in Mason’s room watching the sun beam through the windows bringing yet another day for me to make it through. I never know which emotions I may have until I get up and going. One thing I do know is my strength is ever present as my life just keeps moving and some days knocking me completely down. I have had some changes this past year. People who I never thought would desert me did, but new people also come into my life as well. This week has been so hard and I have found my true strength. I will never get back what I have lost but I’m sure I have survived the worst pain I will ever faced. I have made a new world out of the pieces. I guess I am a tired and battle-scarred version of who I was. I am a warrior who have found love and friendship with others who suffer great loss as well. I have found my true strength if only just for today. I will get up tomorrow and try it again.

Gigi loves you Mason Jayce always. You will always be my first grandchild and never replaced ever. I will not let anyone forget you and will honor you with every breath. Swim safe my little sea turtle and explore as much as you can my little explorer. Keep watching over us giving us your sweet signs as we need them. . 

I love you  I love you  I love you❤️🐢


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