I’m starting this blog to see what’s on the minds of others and maybe help with advice. I am a mother of four an a GMA of 3. I am a mother of a young man who is in prison. I will talk about how it has changed my life.
March 12, 2014 changed me forever. I received a phone call saying, Robert is in jail and he’s ok and he will call you soon. So me as a worried concern mom says what happened. The person on the other end said he was told not to tell me. I said NO you will tell me. So he proceeds to tell me robbery. My mind was running in circles an was all over the place. So I called the jail he was in an they could not tell me anything. I finally got my call a few hours later. I have never felt like a failure , bad parent as I did the moment I heard his voice. I thought I did the best I could raising him. He got caught up with the wrong people and was using a alcohol an drugs. I did everything in my power to get him on the right path.
The next seven months I worried about him every minute of the day. (This was his first offense. ) I Drove 3hrs just to visit with him on a computer , not in person for a 1/2 hour visit. The things I heard an learned about what all goes on in county jail, scared me more then you can ever imagine. I would not leave the house until I received my daily call from him to know he was ok.
FYI, he was arrested on March 12, 2014 at 3:12 in the morning an was in bunk 3,12 how ironic is that.
At his sentencing in October, the judge was going to give him rehab an probation. His father had an attorney for him who was worthless an did not help him at all in the sentencing. The prosecuting attorney brought up some things he had said while on drugs but was never charged for it. So needless to say the judge turned into a not so nice man. He received 8/10 Yrs for attempted robbery with an unloaded bb gun.
He has been in the penitentiary for over three yrs now. He gets out on parole in 7 month’s.
I will fill you in as I write on things that I have seen heard an dealt with.
My life had stopped for the first two years. I was constantly thinking about him and could not focus on myself and the rest of my family. I cried many night because there was nothing I could do for him. Finally I had to make s decision an tell myself, Monica there is nothing you can do anymore but be there for him. Which I have done 110%.
I visit him every week because that’s all I can do for him at this point. I can say he is doing very well staying out if trouble an going through his classes the judge ordered.
Until next time.
Mom of an inmate😊