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The Michael Swayne Story V: King of his Castle

It's coming down to it, huh?

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Today Mom's future parole office came to visit. She wanted to make sure that Mom had a home to come to when she finally gets back. She also mentioned that it isn't a normal situation, since she is technically not allowed to be contact with other "criminals". That's kind of difficult when your husband and two of your three children have all had some sort of charge against them.

But anyway, the meeting was the first sign that it is indeed almost over. To think that it's been nearly four years already that she was taken feels so weird when I think about it. After the parole lady left, I thought back to 2009 and I wonder how I was able to manage it. I was so calm as they searched through everything. I guess I was more in shock than anything. I knew nothing about it, and then all of a sudden there were all of these people asking questions that I didn't know the answers to. Under the layer of typical nice house was all of things I had been taught for years to avoid and stand up against.

After all of that, I was suddenly an adult. I had responsibilities. My sister still had school. Bills became my job to pay. Thankfully the burden was light at first. I had what money my parents left us. I used my own money at first to keep what they gave us as a safety net. I remember (and have mentioned it before) that Thanksgiving when I walked from where my brother was working at the time to the bank with a tote full of rolled up coins. Then I walked to the grocery store and used the money to buy what we ate for Thanksgiving.

I have grown so much since September 25, 2009. There's only 4.5 months left. Part of me wants it to go by so fast that I won't have to wait as much. But part of me can wait. That part wants to make sure that everything is just right for when she comes home. That part wants to know for certain that what I did was good enough.

Anyway...

I will be delivering tomorrow. I hope to be done quickly that way I can get home as soon as possible. Since the parole lady didn't get to talk to Dad, I want to make sure he finds the card she left. My brother is working and won't be here in case he comes by. Also, I don't want to be caught in the rain. It's not Thursday unless there's a chance of a storm.

Well, that's all for now. I hope to see you around the forums, and until then...

Later!

Michael

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