I was taken away from my mother by the Department of Human Services at the age of 11, due to an unstable foundation. It never stopped me from loving her.
Incarcerated: 2 years
Housed: Little Rock, Arkansas
It was a burden I thought I could never lift off me, facing 20 years at the age of 22. I prayed night and day for answers on how I would make it through. The more I prayed the more things seemed to get worse. My mother used to visit me, but eventually stopped. Then, I received a letter informing me that my mother was in jail with me. It hurt me deeply to even imagine my mother in the same orange jumpsuit I was in, eating from the same county jail trays I was eating from. I was taken away from my mother by the Department of Human Services at the age of 1, due to an unstable foundation. It never stopped me from loving her. Neither does her drug habits or mental illness. I also never stopped praying and keeping hope. I encourage everyone out there to never give up. I’m now facing less time incarcerated, with a mother who just graduated community college and her drug treatment program. My mother has been doing great and staying healthy, and soon we’ll be together.
