I worry that when my son is released I will stop my campaign against these injustices. I often feel I don’t do enough – don’t we all feel that way – especially when nothing seems to change 😦
Am I deluding myself that my passion for the extinction of proactive police stings, justice reform on mandatory minimum sentences, and the elimination of the useless public sex offender registry, will stay strong when my son is back in my arms?
The truth is I don’t know.
I can feel the stress ebbing from my body. I am no longer living in my RV, segregated from the world and my life as I knew it before this insanity. I have become half of an actual couple now (freaky right?!), with the comfort that having a partner at your side brings. My stuck life, which had slowed to a slow, painful, rotation of the sun – seems to have come unstuck and returned to some normal interactions. I smile regularly now. I can breathe.
Physically, although my body will forever be damaged by the pain this caused me; my neck, locked up solid since last new years, has now finally released – a blatant sign that my stress level is falling.
But what about the people who have just now been caught in an illegal proactive police sting? What about the people I have met, and the friends I have made, who are still going through this hell? Do I have the right to ignore their plight? To happily return to ‘normal’ life with my blinders on?
No. I don’t think I can do that.
We will be hearing about Jace Appeal response next week. Jace and I fully intend to go back to court – armed with the information that we’ve had to choke down over the last year. The other case in Washington that won his appeal, Ken Chapman, will also be going back to trial. We will continue to fight this injustice, head on, until Jace is acquitted or released from all his restrictions.
Optimistic, no – not really. Determined? You betcha!