Gobble-Gobble bitches!!
That time of year once again where we give thanks and gratitude to the wonderful blessings in our lives. Yeah, seriously.... yesterday I was kind of ranting and poking fun of Thanksgiving and all it's festivities. Just got off shift; and have to be back in a few hours for another long one.
Had something happen last night that got me thinking. As soon as shift started; got the information that we will be receiving a new intake. I work at a maxi-maxi prison and I work in the block as what you may call the infamous "Hole". Or disciplinary segregation. Apparently an inmate on the dorm ( prison population) tried to commit suicide by slashing his wrist open. Yeah, he did it the right; and the cut was and to the bone. When that happens they get put in our observation cell where he is watched 24-7. After putting him in his cell; I asked him why did he do it?
" Well", he started, "Tomorrow is the third anniversary that I lost my wife and 2 children. They were killed by a piece of shit drunk driver. They were coming home from her mothers house; the driver didn't even know what he was doing; he should of not been out on the road at all. They didn't even know what happen; she was decapitated; the newborn baby was thrown 35 feet out of the car. The 5 year old was burned alive when the car caught fire. I somehow got out without a scratch- I was driving, drunk as usual. I'm just thankful that there wasn't any other cars involved. I murdered my family and I want to be back with them."
For the longest time; I've been really hard on my self; living in regrets for all of my "woulda, shoulda, couldas".
I guess this Thanksgiving I am very thankful that I still can make better choices; that maybe my mistakes weren't so bad that I can't make things better. Is it wrong to think that after hearing this guys story?? That when I get up in a few hours that I still have my freedom? That I have a girl that is absolutely crazy over me? That her kids totally look up too me? ( my kid on the other hand isn't even speaking to me anymore because " Daddy doesn't make as much money as he used to" ) That I can get up and my future is still unwritten?? That my future is still filled with possibility??
So what I'm trying to say to everybody out there; be thankful on this day; even if it's just a little something.
That time of year once again where we give thanks and gratitude to the wonderful blessings in our lives. Yeah, seriously.... yesterday I was kind of ranting and poking fun of Thanksgiving and all it's festivities. Just got off shift; and have to be back in a few hours for another long one.
Had something happen last night that got me thinking. As soon as shift started; got the information that we will be receiving a new intake. I work at a maxi-maxi prison and I work in the block as what you may call the infamous "Hole". Or disciplinary segregation. Apparently an inmate on the dorm ( prison population) tried to commit suicide by slashing his wrist open. Yeah, he did it the right; and the cut was and to the bone. When that happens they get put in our observation cell where he is watched 24-7. After putting him in his cell; I asked him why did he do it?
" Well", he started, "Tomorrow is the third anniversary that I lost my wife and 2 children. They were killed by a piece of shit drunk driver. They were coming home from her mothers house; the driver didn't even know what he was doing; he should of not been out on the road at all. They didn't even know what happen; she was decapitated; the newborn baby was thrown 35 feet out of the car. The 5 year old was burned alive when the car caught fire. I somehow got out without a scratch- I was driving, drunk as usual. I'm just thankful that there wasn't any other cars involved. I murdered my family and I want to be back with them."
For the longest time; I've been really hard on my self; living in regrets for all of my "woulda, shoulda, couldas".
I guess this Thanksgiving I am very thankful that I still can make better choices; that maybe my mistakes weren't so bad that I can't make things better. Is it wrong to think that after hearing this guys story?? That when I get up in a few hours that I still have my freedom? That I have a girl that is absolutely crazy over me? That her kids totally look up too me? ( my kid on the other hand isn't even speaking to me anymore because " Daddy doesn't make as much money as he used to" ) That I can get up and my future is still unwritten?? That my future is still filled with possibility??
So what I'm trying to say to everybody out there; be thankful on this day; even if it's just a little something.
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Dude. You are a total badass. <3
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It is so beautiful here. I can't imagine living anywhere so cold.