A holiday in prison isn't a big deal. It's just another day. And each day holds its ups and downs. The upside is that the food service gives more attention to the meal. Instead of turkey cold cuts they might serve real turkey. For sports fans a game comes on TV. No biggie.
For me the holiday season represents a change of year. 2007 is about to become 2008. The downside is... holidays have lost their meaning to me. So when I come home the value of being around family is lost because I've been conditioned to view the season a certain way. True, I love my family and can enjoy their company. But love, while in prison is an unrealized intention so it's best to just chill. My family needs me but I'm not there. I want to be, but I'm not. I can call, but I can't put food on the table. To feel good about the holiday is to bask in POWER-less-ness... to court regret.
So for me, it's almost winter time, which means I'm preparing my winter workout, which means I'm preparing a new me for a new year... bottom line.
I welcome your responses and letters:
Sol Amen Ra
249-504 Boyd
P.O. Box 120
Lebanon, OH 45036
Monday, November 26, 2007
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