Hayden Asher Lane

Precious Son, Brother

What Hayden was like

He always reminded me of Haley’s comet. Did everything fast like his hair was on fire. It was almost like he knew somehow he would only have 27 years. He could make me laugh till I cried and make me so mad I could cry. He called me Mamasita.

Fondest memories of Hayden

He was born so quietly and gently that he had not taken his first breath yet. My doctor told me watch this, she just gentle bounced him. I saw him breathe his first breath of life, fortunately not his last

How Hayden will be missed

The way he look at me, everything except the addiction

How Hayden will be remembered

Loved, Valued, Unique, Give you the shirt off his back. Animals adored him, softest heart I have ever known.

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