Hunter Tullos' Memorial fund

It's been 21 days, 17 hours, and 18 minutes (as I write this) since my 19-year-old son, Hunter Neal Tullos, was killed in a tragic, senseless car accident.

Hunter was a sweet, beautiful soul. He loved God, his family, life, cars, and animals (just to name a few). He was so smart and super funny. He could take a tense moment and have everyone laughing with one unexpected, off-the-cuff, come-back. He gave the most amazing hugs and always seemed to know just when I needed one.

Hunter was born my nephew. He and his sister moved in with me on October 18, 2012, and shortly thereafter I became their Foster Mother. On January 25, 2016, I officially adopted them and finally became their forever mom.

That was one of the happiest days of my life.

He grew into a fine young man and had a very bright future. He was studying to become an auto/diesel technician at UTI. He planned on furthering his education with additional courses that UTI offered. He also planned on some day opening up a shop with his older brother.

I am still in somewhat disbelief.

As a single mom of 3 and while you try and plan for your children, you never ever even imagine planning to bury one of them. No mother should bury their child. It’s just not natural.

Right now I am a bookkeeper and I deliver for Instacart. All the funeral and final expenses are overwhelming. If anyone can help with these expenses, I would be eternally grateful. This is a tough thing for me to do, being a single mother for 26 years, makes me kind of a control freak and fiercely independent. But I just cannot do this on my own. Thank you for anything at all you can contribute. Thank you for your time and God bless you.