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I spent Christmas day with my husband's family and they're all good people. However, hubby is the stepdad to all my children and so his relatives are not related to my children. So, I felt kind of alone, today, too.
My one son that is NOT in prison lives in Oregon, over 1000 miles away from me. (I'm in the Kansas City area right now.) So, I could only be with him by email and text messages today.
My middle son is in year 3 of a 4-yrs-to-life sentence in Colorado. I visited him in September, but won't be able to do so again until spring. I'm just not willing to take a chance on driving in winter weather.
I went to the mailbox today and found a card from my eldest son, who's in year 4 of a 20-yr sentence in Iowa. I visited him last August, but I probably won't get to do so again until after the threat of icy roads has long past, because he's so far away. Here's what my son wrote inside the card.
"Momma,
"It's hard to come up with new ways to express how integral and positive is your presence in my life.
"Oddly, like you've said before, we communicate now more than we did before I got mixed up with the law.
"That is more than a silver lining. It is a spectacular sunrise, brilliant and breathtaking.
"I'm definitely hugging your right now."
Then he drew a smiley face and signed his name and DOC number.
When my double nightmare started about five years ago, I got a prescription for anti-depressant meds. I took them for two years. But, once my sons got “settled” in prison and I had visited them a few times, I decided to get off the meds. I weaned myself off very slowly and have been doing fine ever since then. But holidays are hard.
I do have a prescription for anti-anxiety meds that I take only occasionally. Tomorrow, I plan to take a pill, before I go visit my own family. We’re having a big get-together with around 30 people.
I will be in the same room with my niece, who is the one that accused my Colorado son of raping her. I went to the trial and watched as she sat on the witness stand and basically put him away for life. My son insists that she lied and my son’s lawyer told me she believed my son 100%. But the jury believed my niece. So, now my son sits in prison, possibly for the rest of his life. Colorado’s laws are some of the harshest in the country.
However, my son has told me that he wants me to forgive her…and my brother for supporting her throughout the trial. My son believes God wants him in prison for a reason and he intends to fulfill God’s purpose for him, until God performs some kind of miracle and gets my son out.
Both of my incarcerated sons call and write me often. Every single call or letter contains sincere words of gratitude to me for supporting them with my time, efforts, and money. Every time they call, they make me laugh by saying some funny or silly thing. I think it’s amazing they can do that, even though they’re locked up in cages.
So, take courage, if you can. We on this forum know some of what you’re feeling at this difficult time of year.
Kathismom, it's hard, that's for sure. My husband is in his 4th yr of a 30 yr sentence. I miss him greatly. It try to focus on my next visit, my next phone call, my next letter to get my through this times. The holidays are hard when you can't be with your family.
christmas eve and christmas morning i sat here and bawled.
My heart goes out to all of you. This is not an easy life, but we will survive it.