Most tired am I today!
But I feel like a huge, giant weight has been lifted from my shoulders.
After I sprung my son from the joint yesterday, we met with the deputy that will be monitoring him until his hearing. She has been a God send. Very efficient, takes time to explain everything and oozes motherly compassion. We love her!
She explained what was expected of him. Then she sent us out to another location to be fitted with his ankle bracelets.
Oh, let me backtrack. After he burst through the prison door to freedom and hugged us all, I handed him a bag.In it was a Philly cheesesteak sandwich. (The cafe in the Justice Center makes really good food!)
His eyes lit up as he opened the paper wrapping (the jail would not allow me to bring in a foil wrapped sandwich, lest I activate the security alarm!).
I have never seen him eat with such pleasure before. Don't get me wrong, my son loves food. He has always had a voracious appetite. But he inhaled this sandwich, making animal noises and closing his eyes.
We all laughed.
The ankle bracelet monitoring is interesting to me. Very high tech and very spendy! He has to pay for it out of his own pocket, but they made payment arrangements for him.
One is a GPS monitoring bracelet. The other is an alcohol bracelet. They will be keeping him on a short leash at first. He has a curfew and can't leave the tri county area without permission. And no alcohol whatsoever. He can't even use hand sanitizer or cologne!
But he took this all in stride. He was just so happy to be with his girlfriend and family, breathing fresh air again.
I am stepping back now. It is his turn to try this thing called adulting.
I will be here if he needs me.
But for now, back to my life!
I started with an early morning Bible study and writing in my prayer journal. And at last! I did a short hooping session. I didn't last long. My lungs couldn't take it. I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow. I think I have another sinus infection.
I know I pushed myself extra hard to accomplish raising bail for my son. But he is worth it.
But there are limits to what I will do for my family. On Christmas day he called me from jail. We were at my brother's house. We had just sat down to dinner. My brother makes the most fabulous prime rib you can imagine. Topped with his homemade horseradish sauce, it is heaven on a plate. My son groaned when I told him what we were eating. He told me the jail fed them a dried up piece of bologna, a hard roll and slimy green beans for dinner. He asked me if I would bring him a plate of prime rib, horseradish sauce, mashed potatoes, gravy and my broccoli salad to the jail when I bailed h him out the next day.
I had him on speaker. The whole family erupted in laughter when they heard it.
I told him I could not do that. I would be sitting waiting for him for many hours. And I wasn't even sure the prime rib would make it through security!
Ah, humor. What would life be like without it?
Tonight I am going to drink a nice hot cup of peppermint tea and sit down and knit some more hats, play with my granddaughter, read a book and play the piano.
It feels nice to get back to a somewhat normal life!
Happy Thursday!
Love,
Zita
p.s. Below is today's hooping video. Excuse the mess in the background. And my morning hair!
But I feel like a huge, giant weight has been lifted from my shoulders.
After I sprung my son from the joint yesterday, we met with the deputy that will be monitoring him until his hearing. She has been a God send. Very efficient, takes time to explain everything and oozes motherly compassion. We love her!
She explained what was expected of him. Then she sent us out to another location to be fitted with his ankle bracelets.
Oh, let me backtrack. After he burst through the prison door to freedom and hugged us all, I handed him a bag.In it was a Philly cheesesteak sandwich. (The cafe in the Justice Center makes really good food!)
His eyes lit up as he opened the paper wrapping (the jail would not allow me to bring in a foil wrapped sandwich, lest I activate the security alarm!).
I have never seen him eat with such pleasure before. Don't get me wrong, my son loves food. He has always had a voracious appetite. But he inhaled this sandwich, making animal noises and closing his eyes.
We all laughed.
The ankle bracelet monitoring is interesting to me. Very high tech and very spendy! He has to pay for it out of his own pocket, but they made payment arrangements for him.
One is a GPS monitoring bracelet. The other is an alcohol bracelet. They will be keeping him on a short leash at first. He has a curfew and can't leave the tri county area without permission. And no alcohol whatsoever. He can't even use hand sanitizer or cologne!
But he took this all in stride. He was just so happy to be with his girlfriend and family, breathing fresh air again.
I am stepping back now. It is his turn to try this thing called adulting.
I will be here if he needs me.
But for now, back to my life!
I started with an early morning Bible study and writing in my prayer journal. And at last! I did a short hooping session. I didn't last long. My lungs couldn't take it. I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow. I think I have another sinus infection.
I know I pushed myself extra hard to accomplish raising bail for my son. But he is worth it.
But there are limits to what I will do for my family. On Christmas day he called me from jail. We were at my brother's house. We had just sat down to dinner. My brother makes the most fabulous prime rib you can imagine. Topped with his homemade horseradish sauce, it is heaven on a plate. My son groaned when I told him what we were eating. He told me the jail fed them a dried up piece of bologna, a hard roll and slimy green beans for dinner. He asked me if I would bring him a plate of prime rib, horseradish sauce, mashed potatoes, gravy and my broccoli salad to the jail when I bailed h him out the next day.
I had him on speaker. The whole family erupted in laughter when they heard it.
I told him I could not do that. I would be sitting waiting for him for many hours. And I wasn't even sure the prime rib would make it through security!
Ah, humor. What would life be like without it?
Tonight I am going to drink a nice hot cup of peppermint tea and sit down and knit some more hats, play with my granddaughter, read a book and play the piano.
It feels nice to get back to a somewhat normal life!
Happy Thursday!
Love,
Zita
p.s. Below is today's hooping video. Excuse the mess in the background. And my morning hair!
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