Saturday, February 11, 2017

Please share

I have a new blog. My son writes was posts from prison and I type them.
The blog is called Mirror Mirror
Link is
Please read and fell free to share!

Tuesday, November 17, 2015


Plea hearing December 1st. Even though I know what's coming , I am heartsick to the very depth of my soul.
My son has stolen his young adult life along with all he has stolen to support his habit.
It will be  several years before he will spend another holiday, birthday or even be able to just wake in the morning and move freely.
I am by no means excusing his actions, but as his mother I am grieving for him.
Why can't fierce love for your child be enough to make him better??

Friday, November 13, 2015

Walk Against Heroin Niles Ohio

This Saturday there is a Walk Against Heroin in Niles, Ohio which is my town. Two young women who have lost loved ones and friends organized the event. If anyone from Niles reads my blog (which I highly doubt, lol), please try to participate.
There will be information of many types and it will be a good way to raise awareness and destroy the stigma!

Wednesday, February 11, 2015

The Good Stuff

My son is out of prison, out of the work release program and on probation and living with me and his sister. He has a full time job and continues to move forward and work on his recovery,
While in prison, he wrote A LOT of stuff in a kind of journal. Both prose and poetry. He has continued to write and wants to someday be published.
He has been networking and locating venues where he can read his work.
Last night, there was a open poetry reading at one of the local galleries. I took him there and he read a few of his poems. It was great to hear him and see his passion for his work. He mentioned his addiction as a prelude to one of the  poems he read.
There was a quiet young man there who came to listen to the readings. He and my son shared a smoke outside before things began and he told my son that he writes as well, but not poetry.
The young man got up after Kevin had done a few of his readings and asked if he could share something he had written. He told the people there that it wasn't a poem but we all said who cares? Read what you have.
I think we were all blown away by this young man's words. It was a piece about his struggle with anorexia and what happened when he decided he had had enough. WOW. It was so well written and created such imagery in everyone's minds!
When he sat down, my son said to him: " The way you read that made it poetry dude."
Big grin from the quiet young man.
He and my son exchanged e mails and Facebook adds. Kevin told me on the way home that he felt that maybe he had inspired him to get up and read. I told him that I thought it was so. Big smile from my not so young man.
The good stuff!!!!!

Tuesday, May 13, 2014


Another Mother's Day has come and gone. My son was transported to prison Monday May 5th and is in the intake phase of the process. It says on the Department of Corrections website that new inmates will not have phone/mail privileges for 7-10 days during intake. So, I wasn't expecting any call on Sunday as it was only 7 days at that point.
I am very raw emotionally right now and I seem to cry at the drop of a hat. My daughter took me to a very nice dinner after she was off work. Before she came home, I spent most of the day crying. I realize it isn't as if my son has showered me with affection these past several years but knowing where he is just makes me sad.
This feeling has continued and today as I was having lunch I was reading about LeBron James nearly 50 point game last night. That led me to thinking about the last time I saw my son wearing his Heat jersey. It was at my daughter's graduation party in June 2011. I had noticed he was sitting all by himself at a table and looked entirely lost. That thought of noticing how out of place he looked back then opened the floodgates again.
I did see him in the county jail the Sunday before he left and he looked so good. He has been clean for over 8 months. I pray he continues to serve his time in the most productive way possible and can
get through this phase of his incarceration as well as he did at the county jail. He is a small guy, not a violent person at all and I know that he will have some tough times ahead. Hopefully, he will be brought back for judicial release in a few months. Please keep him in your thoughts.

Thursday, January 9, 2014

Checking In.....

Happy New Year to everyone!  Not a whole lot has changed. My son is still in jail. His pre trials have been postponed continuously, this past Tuesday's has been re set to late February. The process is very slow but the upside to it is that he has been drug-free for 5 months, he has put on much needed weight and he can't get smokes either. I visit him from time to time and he writes to me. Its sad that it came to this point for the two of us to have clear-minded dialog, but I believe that things are happening for reasons greater than my and his desires.
I have been reading blogs daily and I know there are good things and not so good things happening in other's lives. I think about and have good thoughts for everyone whether they are celebrating their loved one moving forward or whether they are despairing that their loved one is still battling the demon.
I'm glad that we have each other to understand and support. I may not comment on other's blogs as often as I should but believe me when I tell you that every sentence I read has an impact on me. Sometimes I smile, sometimes I tear up and always I give all of you out there a virtual hug!

Sunday, November 3, 2013

I have been following the blog of a mom whose son has recently been arrested and jailed. She wants to wrap her child in her arms. She wants to "save" him from harm. She is me and every mom who pours her heart out , hoping that her written words will somehow heal her child and her soul.  I so wish that was what it takes. That we write to the universe and the universe responds and heals our child and us and our families.  It is not so. But, to be able to write our anguish and love in some ways does heal. We share to those who need to know they are not alone, we reach out , we connect. It's not a cure, but it is a comfort.