Bits and pieces...

I pick myself up when I fall because I know you need me.

I run for the phone because I don't want to miss your call.  I know it might be a day or three until the next one.

My heart breaks a little when I don't get to the phone in time.

I have chosen a radical acceptance of everything that has led up to this point because I know it is the only way to move on.

Sometimes the guilt still creeps in to gnaw on me.

I cherish the fact that you are still alive and I can still see you.

I am sad that I cannot hug you.

I am happy when I can make you smile.

I do not condone your actions. 

I still love you with all my heart.

Sometimes I have to paint on a smile for encouragement.

I love it when we can make each other laugh.

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  • ♡ xo
  • You are making me cry!

    Hugs

  • Love this! Sad but beautiful & so true..thanks for posting this..carla
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