My Daughter

If I were to write a book about my life, and things that have happened to me, no one would believe me. So, for now I will just blog.

So, my oldest daughter has been in Greene County Jail for the last 7 months and is accused of murdering my grandson. I spoke with her attorney the other day and she said that the prosecuting attorney is going for the maximum sentence, which is 25 years to life. I understand the severity of this crime, but people don't understand that this is MY child. I miss hearing her voice every day. I miss her stopping by the house just to say hi. I miss being able to give her a hug and tell her that I love her.

If she has to do 25 years, she will be 49 when she gets out, and I will be 66. She wont be the young lady that I know, she will be a totally different person. And I wont be the person that I am today. And this scares the hell out of me. Everything will be so different when she comes home. Gas wont be the same price, cell phones will be different, even the lay of the land will be different. I am so afraid that things will be so different for her when she gets out (if she gets out) that she wont be able to adjust.