There are times we must remind ourselves to Breathe.
Like days when the prison call comes and the voice on the other end is strained, frustrated, depressed.
We say the things we hope will help, the supportive things, the up-lifting things, the words of encouragement that they need to hear on the other end of the phone.
We swallow the lump that catches in our throat, the tears may roll down our cheeks but we don’t allow them to ever hear it in our voice and we end the call on a happy note and hope that our words helped.
And then we Breathe .
Life behind bars is much like the movie Ground Hog Day, everyday the same as the next with the ever looming fear that things will never get better. For us or for them.
We tell our loved ones that it will be OK, that they’ll be able to pick up the pieces of their lives when they get out, even though we ourselves aren’t at all sure that that’s possible.
And then we Breathe.
And we do it all over again the next time the prison phone call comes.
And each time, we must remind ourselves…..Just Breathe.