I started this blog for my son, he is in prison and will be there for 9 years.
I prayed and prayed "God, how can I help my son?"
The answer always the same - "You can write."
These are my letters to my son.
I have just turned 50, you have just turned 31! Amazing....
I enjoyed are visit so much..
You look so wonderful and I am so proud of you and the choices you are making
When my friends ask me, "how is it visiting your son in Prison?" My answer is always the same.... I can remember one year when I did not hear from you at all
Another year you were living under a bridge in LA Another year you phoned me from some place back East, you were freezing, had no money, no shoes, and no coat! It was Christmas Eve and I was sobbing on the phone with the train and bus people begging for a ticket for you. We got one and you came back I have picked you up from, written to and taken collect calls from a number of California facilities Twin Towers Colinga Wayside Orange County Theo Lacy And more I can't remember or didn't know about So, my visits with you, for me, are a JOY! You are healthy, not on drugs, sleeping, eating, have clear eyes, can speak of the future without nodding off and you have shoes! Blessings I say...Further more, you made me a Grandma before you were sent to Prison, another blessing, as I am in love with Kennedy...