Product Review

My Connor will be home from prison soon. I have the count down to a tee. Most people would just say five months and some change but I have to count every day until my man is home. When he comes home, I can start breathing again and my heart can finally heal. He's been in prison 5 ½ years for a crime committed while he was protecting his life and the life of his friends. Since he's been gone, I've lost my home and friendships. But, more importantly, I've lost a piece of me. How can I live without my soul mate... my other half? The answer is simple: I survive, but I don't live.

As for Connor, he's only a shell of the man that he was when he was free. Prison has aged him. And sometimes I wonder if it's broken him as well. I have to pray that I can get the man I married back, and that he will one day be whole again. We get to see each other one day a week. But, it's not enough. Visits are heavily monitored and scrutinized by the guards. Getting through the line to the visitation room is a lesson in humiliation. But, I endure it for Connor. There's nothing that I wouldn't do for him. If he didn't believe that before, he knows it for sure now. I love him with all I have inside of me. He's the love of my life, my entire world. He's my soul mate. And I will wait for him patiently and faithfully. I will wait and keep counting down to his release date, because counting is all I can do for now.