Happy 21!!!

Waiting, waiting, waiting for Micah's birthday call. I wish it was his last b-day in prison, but next year it will be celebrated the week before he gets out.

As a mother celebrating the birth of a child it is always a mixed emotional bag. When that child happens to be growing into a man in prison the emotional bag gets a bit more emo.

I just try not to focus on the last three birthdays and try to think about how much fun it will be to make up for all those missed birthday parties.

The good thing is his grandma got to get out to visit him over the weekend. No one that has never had a loved one incarcerated nor been locked up themself can imagine the lift that comes with the visits. They are looked forward and much appreciated, especially if the visitor has quarters :)

Happy Birthday to Micah and next week will begin the countdown for the last year, thank God!

They Say It's Your Birthday......

I think holidays are the hardest days to cope when you have a loved one in jail. I miss Micah so much on holidays, especially his birthday when we should all be together celebrating.

If Micah was here we would all be eating cheese cake, hanging out and shooting the breeze. Micah said that if he has learned anything in jail it is how to shoot the bull.

I thought he was already pretty good at it, but he has gotten better I guess. We surely look forward to the day that we can spend his birthday with him.

THANKS

Micah wanted me to thank everyone who thought of and sent cards and wishes for his birthday. He saved up all his goodies and enjoyed them yesterday. We talked twice to celebrate the day and it was great. It is like we can have him sitting here with us hanging out when we get to talk for a longer time.

I was thinking last night how thankful I am that Micah is being so good humored about this whole thing. How difficult this would be for his family if he was whining and crying the whole time. I would feel so helpless and sad if he was crying and depressed when we talked. He has never, not holidays or any other day showed any sign of being sad or down.

Last year on his birthday they woke him up at midnight to have him change into big boy scrubs and move him into the big boy pod. That was a difficult time for him and I am still thankful we were able to visit him in that time. Unfortunately he has adapted to the sick and twisted environment he is living in and is just doing his time first in coconino county and then onto who knows where.