Aren't we going home together??" The mother who met her son in prison //on Saturday afternoon//
She was a mother of three, and she had only one son. He was in prison for murder, and she'd never stopped loving him. But now he's out, and she wants to see him again—even though she knows it could be dangerous for them both.
I was born in the same prison where my son was born. He was just a baby when he was born, and all of his brothers were much older than him. We were all in the same cell, but we weren't allowed to see each other because they didn't want us to get too close.
So they separated us by age and gender, so that no one would know who was related to whom. We couldn't talk to each other or play with each other—it wasn't like you could just run up to your brother and start playing tag with him! It's not easy being away from your family for so many years. But when you finally get out, everything changes! You'd never thought you'd see your mom again!
"Dear God, how can I make it through this?" the mother asked. "I don't know what to do."
She was sitting at her kitchen table, feeling the weight of her son's imprisonment on her shoulders. She had seen him for only a few hours every few months, but he was still so far away from her, and she felt separated from him by a wall of glass. Her son was in prison, and she could only see him through a window. It was a constant reminder that he was gone, that he would never come home again.
"This is my fault," she whispered to herself. "If I had been more supportive, if I had been more understanding…" Her eyes welled up with tears and then fell closed as she remembered all the times she had yelled at her son when he came home after serving time in prison. She had told him he was weak and worthless because his crime was so terrible—because it involved drugs! But now… now she realized that even though her son had committed crimes against society, this didn't make him any less human than her or any other human being who ever lived on this planet before or since then; it didn't make him any less deserving of love or compassion or forgiveness than
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