Loved ones in prison

Webmaster · #1 (**permalink**) 02-27-2008, 06:26 AM

With over two million inmates in America today, there are many families and friends being impacted. This is simply a forum for them.

monroe113 · #2 (**permalink**) 06-27-2008, 07:25 PM

Yea!!! I love my pp!! I found him here!! Thanks moderator!! You the man!!

Momof5 · #3 (**permalink**) 06-28-2008, 06:04 PM

I met a man here as a pen pal and then a best friend now a lover and fiance

yuki · #4 (**permalink**) 07-23-2008, 12:16 AM

I'm new to writing to the site and was wondering how you met your loved ones.

Skye · #5 (**permalink**) 07-23-2008, 01:07 AM

Some of us have people we knew before they went in ... like friends, family, husband, wife, child, etc... Some we met throuh pen and paper.

worried · #6 (**permalink**) 07-24-2008, 08:21 PM

can anyone suggest how to get a pen pal for my son, so he can meet a nice women.

whiterose · #7 (**permalink**) 07-25-2008, 05:04 AM

hello worried,
first of all welcom on board of wap.
you can use this link https://secure.writeaprisoner.com/form-InmateAd.aspx to place a inmate ad so your son can meet some nice peope.

good luck,hugs,whiterose.

Sutherndreamgirl · #8 (**permalink**) 07-28-2008, 01:29 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by monroe113

Yea!!! I love my pp!! I found him here!! Thanks moderator!! You the man!!

I second that!

Angel Without Wings · #9 (**permalink**) 08-04-2008, 11:40 PM

"Incarcerated Loved Ones" applies to me, but I never posted here before.

I have my youngest son in prison as some of you may already know. Never done a hing in his life and here he is.

I love him very, very much and write to him all of the time, so he is my pp . I tell him about everything so he misses nothing at least literally. I want him to feel like he was there so I write it that way.

He tells me of the teams he plays on, sports and triathlathons. He tells me he chews tobacco now which he didn't do before he went into prison. He tells me he's o.k., but then he tells me that he was helping out some guy in there and the guy never paid him back so he owed somebody else. Well, I sent him money but then he owed somebody a little more. Well he got that too. The first was $25.00 and the second was $15.00 but then nothing. I have not heard from my son again.

I hear the sadness in his voice sometimes, but then I hear the laughter, real laughter when I am able to put money on the phone so we can talk. I try not to question if it's laughter at relief to finally being able to talk to someone after a few weeks, or laughter because he is just happy at the moment of what?!? I worry too much when I do that so I talk myself out of that fear that is trying to creep up my spine and give it to God. He can handle it, I cannot.

I was concerned but I know that God has been taking care of my son this long since before he went in and since he has been in. No harm has come to my son. I know that God will continue to take care of him.

Now and again, I wonder what goes on in there and I have to stop myself because there is not a lot sometimes I can do from here I think. But if I had to I believe that I can do plenty if God allowed.

My son is supposed to be out by April of 2009 and I am hoping that that is the case considering he has not had his classes as of yet and he has to have them prior to seeing the Parole Board, of course.

Thanks for listening, and know that I have faith and there is a reason for everything. Just keep the faith and love and hope. I have to, you know? Be Blessed!

Dai Lanh · #10 (**permalink**) 09-10-2008, 06:46 PM

Yes, I red what you have written about your son before. Very mean what
happened. Here a text by Cat Stevens... that is really a piece of reality:

I Think I See the Light
I used to trust nobody, trusting even less their words,
until I found somebody, there was no one I preferred,
my heart was made of stone, my eyes saw only misty grey,
Until you came into my life girl, I saw everyone that way.
Until I found the one I needed at my side,
I think I would have been a sad man all my life.

I think I see the light coming to me,
coming through me, giving me a second sight.
So shine, shine, shine,
shine, shine, shine,
shine, shine, shine.

I used to walk alone, every step seemed the same,
This world was not my home, so there was nothing much to gain.
Look up and see the clouds, look down and see the cold floor.
Until you came into my life girl, I saw nothing, nothing more.
Until I found the one I needed at my side,
I think I would have been a sad man all my life.

I think I see the light coming to me...

Maybe that song is some sort of enlightment if ye know what I mean...