My son is in prison,he is going to be incarcerated until May, 2015. I thought a blog would be a productive outlet to release my emotions, fears and dreams, hoping I find other mom's who are going through the same thing.
Monday, December 31, 2012
UPDATE !!!!Suspended from Mothers of Incarcerated Sons
So Rhonda who runs Moms of Incarcerated Sons sends me an email as to why I was suspended. Because my settings refused to accept emails from the site. Unreal. She said MISS deleted 100 accounts.
I have no clue as to why.
Monday, December 24, 2012
This is Christmas Day
I have a son out there that I haven't seen since June 2010, he is in a Florida prison, Time moves on but it sure as hell doesn't get easier. I never in my life imagined having to go through something like this. Although I totally agree with doing time for crimes, that punishment is a necessary and useful tool in society but a parent of an incarcerated child also does time. The State of Florida has the control, I do not. I have no say when I can get my son back.
As his mom my heart aches,in spite of his wrong doings, he is my son,my firstborn and I miss him, nothing is really the same, hasn't been and won't be until he is free again and we can be together, his siblings and me.
Wishing my firstborn Christmas peace, blessings, safety,strength,love.....
Christ is born
Hark the herald angels sing
"Glory to the newborn King!
Peace on earth and mercy mild
God and sinners reconciled"
Joyful, all ye nations rise
Join the triumph of the skies
With the angelic host proclaim:
"Christ is born in Bethlehem"
Hark! The herald angels sing
"Glory to the newborn King!"
Sunday, December 23, 2012
To the Moms of Incarcerated Sons....
I stop in, read a few topics and it's too sad so I go....but I am here.....feeling everyone's pain and understanding. Some people benefit from ongoing communications, like talking to a friend on the phone. It's great if 'talking' helps. Like I am in real life, I tend to shut people out and keep things internal. Reading about all the mom's sons just rehashes the ugly fact that we have lost our sons, they are not here where they should be, they are gone from us , we have no control, we sit, we wait, we cry, we fear, we cry some more, wait for word, wait for that call, visit or letter, anything just to connect with them, to cling to just another small piece of them . Consumed with such disbelief and pain.
Carrying our sons within us for 9 months, glancing in their eyes, smelling that freshness of a newborn baby, the innocence, the profound love, we were in awe of our little wonders and never thought of what would become them one day , It is heartbreaking.
So it is easier me to handle it if I don't 'talk' about it. I prefer to sit in the shadows and just read the updates, see how the moms sons are doing, who is going to court, who is getting out, the visits and all.
Wishing peace to everyone.
Friday, December 14, 2012
2 YEARS TO GO
2 More years until I can see you again. I can't stand this anymore. The holidays suck to tell you the truth. I pretend in front of the kids but I hate them. It's hard for me to be happy about anything knowing you are in prison.
I sent a few Christmas cards and money orders to you, they probably arrived today.
I miss you Jared.
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