Unfortunately my son, like so many others in prison gets depressed over the holiday season. This is the time they really feel left out and wish things were different.
Today I got a call from him because his counselor allowed him to use his phone and call me and even let him talk as long as he liked. I cannot tell you how much it meant to me and to him. He has been in solitary confinement for several months now, due to disciplinary action for having contraband. That contraband was a knife. You see he has been trying to get out of the gang he has been in for years and they weren’t having any of it, so they put a target on his back and he needed to protect himself.
As usual he accepts responsibility for his actions and will take his punishment. He continues to pay for things that add up one block upon another. I am not saying he shouldn’t be punished, but it seems that once you turn down a path, it follows you. If he hadn’t joined a gang, if he hadn’t been active in the gang, if he hadn’t decided that he wanted out, if he hadn’t been sent to one of the worst prisons in the system…and on and on.
Today, mostly I want to commend his counselor for being a person who at least sees him as a human being with a family who still cares about him.