Well tomorrow Im gonna take a trip. Not a girl trip not a road trip not even a fun trip.....but the hardest trip of my life. Im going to a little town called Tulia ,Texas. Im going there to see my oldest son Sag. Thats where hes at in prison. Its hard to put that word down as my sons place of living but thats where hes at. Am I embarrassed to say that? Not no but hell no. My son made some bad choices in his life and now hes paying the consequences for his actions. Sadly all of us who love him are also paying the price. People have told me that its hard for me because I dont have faith in God that I need to put him in Gods hands. But honestly is there any where else he could be, but in His hands. No its not my faith. Its the missing him every minute of every day the loneliness I feel with him being so far away with no family around him. The sadness that consumes me. I know he did wrong but its not the why or whos fault it is that hes where hes at .....its just the fact that he is. But for now just hoping I dont act crazy tomorrow and they have to pull me out of there kicking and screaming like a crazy woman:). Yay me...I get to see my son tomorrow.... if Gods willing!!!
Posted on: Fri, 03 Oct 2014 23:24:18 +0000
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