Bobby, this is your Big Sis, DD. Wow, I can't believe how much you remember about when we came back from Rebecca's house in FT Worth. I miss Mom too. My son is grown now. 22 years old and thinks he knows most everything. I found these posts of yours by googling you name. Can you believe I never thought to google you? I am trying to reach you through the system. Hope you're doing well and that you are receiving and working with counseling. I look forward to talking to you soon, bro. btw: little bro is married with 2 kids now.
"To live in the hearts of those we leave behind is to not die." Thomas Campbell - 1777-1884 Scottish poet
"The most painful state of being is remembering the future you can no longer have." Søren Kierkegaard Danish existential philosopher (along with his other hats of theologian, religious author, etc)
And one for you to figure out:
The test of our progress is not whether we add more to the abundance of those who have much it is whether we provide enough for those who have little.
I’ve been following your blog for a year. I remember the first time I read all of your posts up to that point, and I have repeatedly had to read them again to gain continuity in what you’re attempting to express. It’s obvious you’re on a journey, but frankly, one thing that’s been consistent is your emphasis on *you”. The only time this swayed, so to speak, is when your daughter commented on your post last year.
How did you help those guys whose families have abandoned them? What did you do as a small token to let them know they’re not alone? And by the way, why their families shun them can’t be your concern, nor should anyone be judging them for doing so. The families’ despair and hopelessness probably occurred for years before the guys you’re talking about were incarcerated. Once that angst was gone from their daily lives, they probably don’t want the drama and stress back. Further, there’s also the issue of trust, as in “will this person screw me” if I invest effort or emotion into mending a broken relationship? One can’t blame families for that hesitancy.
I’d like to hear what you do for others around you in prison that changes someone’s day for the better, if only for a moment. I see you’re due for release in 20+ months, and I feel if you can affect someone else right now positively in your current environment and express it from their point of view, you can do so when released into society. I’m not talking about your plans for support groups and your ideas about rehabilitation for those who are incarcerated. While those are noteworthy, it may be time for you (since you professed to be healed) to change your mode of expression to include others more than the word “I”. This kind of activity requires you to observe, act, and report in an unbiased way, often in 3rd person. Once I start to see that switch, I’ll know your head’s been turned for good.
I know you don’t know me, and I don’t expect this kind of post will be welcome to you. However, please understand I am not judging you on your past actions: I am merely holding you to your own words. Even the little things we do for other people matter.
I miss Mom too. My son is grown now. 22 years old and thinks he knows most everything.
I found these posts of yours by googling you name. Can you believe I never thought to google you?
I am trying to reach you through the system. Hope you're doing well and that you are receiving and working with counseling.
I look forward to talking to you soon, bro.
btw: little bro is married with 2 kids now.
Love,
Deana
Thomas Campbell - 1777-1884 Scottish poet
"The most painful state of being is remembering the future you can no longer have."
Søren Kierkegaard Danish existential philosopher (along with his other hats of theologian, religious author, etc)
And one for you to figure out:
The test of our progress is not whether we add more to the abundance of those who have much it is whether we provide enough for those who have little.
McSev
No, no it doesn't .....
I’ve been following your blog for a year. I remember the first time I read all of your posts up to that point, and I have repeatedly had to read them again to gain continuity in what you’re attempting to express. It’s obvious you’re on a journey, but frankly, one thing that’s been consistent is your emphasis on *you”. The only time this swayed, so to speak, is when your daughter commented on your post last year.
How did you help those guys whose families have abandoned them? What did you do as a small token to let them know they’re not alone? And by the way, why their families shun them can’t be your concern, nor should anyone be judging them for doing so. The families’ despair and hopelessness probably occurred for years before the guys you’re talking about were incarcerated. Once that angst was gone from their daily lives, they probably don’t want the drama and stress back. Further, there’s also the issue of trust, as in “will this person screw me” if I invest effort or emotion into mending a broken relationship? One can’t blame families for that hesitancy.
I’d like to hear what you do for others around you in prison that changes someone’s day for the better, if only for a moment. I see you’re due for release in 20+ months, and I feel if you can affect someone else right now positively in your current environment and express it from their point of view, you can do so when released into society. I’m not talking about your plans for support groups and your ideas about rehabilitation for those who are incarcerated. While those are noteworthy, it may be time for you (since you professed to be healed) to change your mode of expression to include others more than the word “I”. This kind of activity requires you to observe, act, and report in an unbiased way, often in 3rd person. Once I start to see that switch, I’ll know your head’s been turned for good.
I know you don’t know me, and I don’t expect this kind of post will be welcome to you. However, please understand I am not judging you on your past actions: I am merely holding you to your own words. Even the little things we do for other people matter.
McSev