I don't sleep at night anymore, it's to quiet to still, the night are long I worry is he hungry? is he ? does he feel ok? is he cold ?did he have a good day? Is he scared? Afraid? Lonely? Did he smile today? Does he know how Very much I miss him?that I would take his place in an instant. My God does he know I prey for him constantly?, the night are long I don't sleep at anymore. .
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Yes I've taken over his room I packed most of his things away that was the most difficult thing I've ever had to do , but I kept his furniture I sleep in his bed with his pillows and I kept a few of his t-shirts to use for pajamas, I don't think I will ever be able to get ride of his bed it's along with loads of pictures is all I have, it is so hard I haven't touched my so in a year makes me wish I had huge him more
Give him to God. You have done what you could. I found Carol Kent’s book “I lay my issac down. I’m reading Rhonda’s book The definition of Insanity next. I also needed treatment for severe depression with a suicide plan. It and prayer and staying busy helps me sleep now. When I was depressed I couldn’t sleep but only layer in bed or curled up in the closet. Take care of yourself. Lean on us, then there will be someone who needs to lean on you. U will be strong enough. The hurt never goes away but I stopped slowly killing myself with fear, anxiety, sadness and helplessnesss. One step and a minute at a time.
Love and hugs
Deb