Mama,
I know I haven’t been writing as often as you would like, but I have kept you in my prayers anyway. I haven’t been motivated to write in a while. There’s nothing happening here- nothing new at least. I think I am in a rut. I’m not really feeling depressed; I just feel blah. Your letters (packets :) ) are gifts that are immeasurable in value. They make me so happy. I wish I could fill that void for you too. I miss you and I’m sorry for being in here. I wish I could hug you. But my words will have to suffice for now.
I need to get off my butt and do something productive. I just want to lay around and think. Like I said- I think I am in a rut. Maybe subconsciously I am depressed. I just hit my one year mark a couple of days ago. And my 21st birthday is around the corner. My second birthday incarcerated. Don’t get the wrong impression thought. I’m perfectly content as it is, just feeling bland.
My cellie is having a hard time too. Maybe it’s just the vibes I’m picking up on.
I got your second packet a couple of days ago. I love pictures! They fill my mind with beautiful images.
I wish I could alter your sadness. You seem so sad in your letters. I wish it wasn’t so. Try not to get overwhelmed with life and the little annoyances okay? Also remember all the good things we did when we were younger. Do you remember that time that you, Jesse and I all went up to Payson? Oh we had Chopper with us too. We went in the mountains and to that fish hatchery. The road was closed so we went on foot. There were all those fish in that pond. They were jumping up on each other. Jesse started to jiggle the vending machines with the fish food in them and got handfuls after handfuls. We copied him and were for hours feeding the fish. On the way back we got some soda and Jesse with his “hot” Cheetos. We were giggling in the back and you kept asking, “What is so funny?” You were jamming out on country music and we thought it was a funny thing. Charlie had his head out the window. His tongue was hanging out of his mouth. J Jesse put one of his hot Cheetos on it.
We always had fun. I had a great childhood and so did Jesse because of you and your care. I love you!
We have so many stories to tell. I can go on and on about happy moments through out my life. Different experiences with our little family – all wonderful! So, don’t worry yourself about
“could” have done more, because you went above and beyond.
Okay, enough of my lecture. You know that everything I could say. Just be a bird :) Don’t worry – be Hopi.
I hate the T.V. more and more each day. Society uses sex to sell shit way too much. I never knew frustration like this. One year – one fucking Year! And still more to come…Enough of that.
I’ve become obsessed with this little dog on T.V. He’s in like 16 different commercials. I always see him popping up here and there. I think his name is Baxter, because that is his name in about 14 different commercials. He is cute. The more I see him the more I miss Chopper. It is a depressing thought that I will never see him again. I miss that dog.
My cellie is selling his art from in here. He gave me a copy of one of his drawings to send to you. I think you could use it. It fits our ongoing conversation perfectly. [A photo-copied drawing came with this letter. It was signed by “Buck”. I t was a picture of a cowboy struggling with some tangles up horse shoes. It was titled “Life is a puzzle”.]
I’m sending you a couple of things with this letter I hope you like them. Always remember that I love you and miss you. I am learning new things everyday or at least I am trying to. I am free in my dreams and always will be.
Don’t worry about the past so much, okay? Think of your beautiful future. Trust me it works – Kinda’ J
I love you Mama,
Charlie
I’m in AA -design for living and Substance awareness classes.
I love you!
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