September 17, 2012
One thing I am going to miss the most here is how no-one hardly ever has to open the door for themselves. There is always someone around coming though the door that will hold it open till you get there. There are always “thank you’s” being exchanged. In the morning, I get 20 “good-mornings” before 7am. I am going to miss being able to walk a few steps down the hall to talk to Brandi. I am going to miss Erica and Becca giggling across from me when they are playing fart-wars. I will miss being able to walk anywhere… to work, to the gym, to the “best restaurant in town.”
I think after a while I will miss someone else doing my laundry for me and not having to pick out my clothes for the day (but as of now, I am excited about this). I am definitely going to miss the constant companionship and support I get here. There are so many people I can turn to for advise or just an ear to listen.
Of course there are more things I won’t miss. Standing in line for everything, 10pm stand up head count, people snoring, fart-wars (yes… women do this too), clean laundry that smells like wet dog, mail call, women who don’t clean up after themselves, drama, guards yelling in the loud speaker, people ALWAYS around, wearing my ID around my neck, sharing 4 showers with 60 women… I could probably go on but I’m not trying to complain. After all, what’s there to complain about, I only have to endure 2 more full days of this.
It is kinda bittersweet leaving prison. I am extremely excited, while at the same time sad. I am leaving my temporary family to return to my real family. (PRAISE GOD!) But the friendships I have made here are ones I will never forget. When you spend 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, for almost 2 years with someone, you know them very well. And it’s hard to leave good friends. Most of these ladies I will never see again. Some I might… some I will. People come into your life for a reason, a season and a lifetime. This season is over and some of these friendship will stay here. And some will be for a lifetime.