contact cut short
my life unravles further....
didnt have any help for the kids last week cause MIL had a dental appointment one day and then a Dr.s appointment the next (it was only a flu shot but i guess that takes up an entire day of me being able to work and earn a living) so MIL said she'ld help Saturday and i could take what massage appointments came around. well, i had one gift certificate to do and the rest of the day was nothing but piddling around cleaning and shopping since i didnt have the kids, found some new pants and a couple tops on sale so i got gussied up for a first contact visit with batman.
we've been apart for almost 2 months and so much agony has transpired that i didnt know how the visit would go. its as if we're strangers now and trying to find a link to someone who's incarcerated is impossible. well, i wasted too much of the day waiting around for work that by the time i made the 45 minute drive to the other side of Dallas and got transfered through, we only had 15 minutes to spend together and were ushered back our own seperate ways without having anytime to really talk.
visitation's suppose to be 2 hours long but nobody bothered to tell me that i would only have 15 minuts if i went in on Saturday. had i been told that, i could've waitted and gone back on sunday. it was good just the same to see him. i had tears in my eyes and he couldnt understand why, i just said that i missed him. it happened so fast. waiting in the sunshine with hair blowing around my sunglasses, i waited for him to enter the fenced in courtyard used for contact visitation. every few feet, there were seperate benches and tables with other inmates and loved ones visiting holding hands where the guards could see . I had read the handbook and we're allowed to kiss and embrace at the start and finish of each visit and must remain seated on oposite sides of a table. it felt like forever for him to walk the 20 feet to our table, I wanted to run into his arms but wasnt sure if that would draw the guards riffle to me.
we embraced and i wanted to crumble, he sought out a kiss and i felt renewed.
this sounds like a trash novel,
gotta get dinner started cause the babes are about to rouse.
there's not much peace in my heart or mind but another week goes by
didnt have any help for the kids last week cause MIL had a dental appointment one day and then a Dr.s appointment the next (it was only a flu shot but i guess that takes up an entire day of me being able to work and earn a living) so MIL said she'ld help Saturday and i could take what massage appointments came around. well, i had one gift certificate to do and the rest of the day was nothing but piddling around cleaning and shopping since i didnt have the kids, found some new pants and a couple tops on sale so i got gussied up for a first contact visit with batman.
we've been apart for almost 2 months and so much agony has transpired that i didnt know how the visit would go. its as if we're strangers now and trying to find a link to someone who's incarcerated is impossible. well, i wasted too much of the day waiting around for work that by the time i made the 45 minute drive to the other side of Dallas and got transfered through, we only had 15 minutes to spend together and were ushered back our own seperate ways without having anytime to really talk.
visitation's suppose to be 2 hours long but nobody bothered to tell me that i would only have 15 minuts if i went in on Saturday. had i been told that, i could've waitted and gone back on sunday. it was good just the same to see him. i had tears in my eyes and he couldnt understand why, i just said that i missed him. it happened so fast. waiting in the sunshine with hair blowing around my sunglasses, i waited for him to enter the fenced in courtyard used for contact visitation. every few feet, there were seperate benches and tables with other inmates and loved ones visiting holding hands where the guards could see . I had read the handbook and we're allowed to kiss and embrace at the start and finish of each visit and must remain seated on oposite sides of a table. it felt like forever for him to walk the 20 feet to our table, I wanted to run into his arms but wasnt sure if that would draw the guards riffle to me.
we embraced and i wanted to crumble, he sought out a kiss and i felt renewed.
this sounds like a trash novel,
gotta get dinner started cause the babes are about to rouse.
there's not much peace in my heart or mind but another week goes by
posted by Avery's mom at 1:50 PM
4 Comments:
awwww. i'm so sad for you, hun.
It must have been so frustrating to get only 15 minutes when you were expectinb 2 hours.
Sorry to hear about your troubles...hope things get better for you soon:)
I have been out of the loop for so long, I don't know what's happened, but you are tearing me up. I've got to keep reading and try to catch up here.
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