True Stories, True Prayers, and True Testimonies

The Judge When I went before the judge to be released into the community it was complicated and a process from which the hospital would take you through steps and evaluations to be released. First it was usually a grounds pass and then it was steps into the community. It was lengthy but somehow I made it. The judge was very strict and firm with the people that came before her. She was very pretty too. She was fair skin about a size 10. She had a air and authority about herself. She knew her business and I had seen her throw the book at some people. That means she gave them a lot of time in prison. She was no push over. In my case she was wanting me to prove myself and show her that I had something to offer the world and the community. I set off to measure up to that task. I got home and my father was dying. He had been sick but had not told me while I was in the hospital. He was having trouble with his prostrate. He had cancer of the prostrate. I guess he just didn’t want to worry me. I had 5 years probation where I had to report to the court. In those years it was very good to go to court. I had a very concerned judge and she wanted me to get my education and do well because it would result in more people like me getting back into the community. I wanted to go to school and I did. I marry a sweet man name Thomas and he went to school with me to. I graduated with my BA. I was so proud to graduate and I knew my judge would love to hear the news. I knew she would be the one person who would rejoice at my accomplishment because she always encouraged me every time I had court. I was glad when my day came for court to tell her the news. The judge had died in her sleep. She didn’t seem so old but she was gone. I ended up with another judge for the remainder of the year and then I was released from probation. I continued in school to get a masters degree. I often think of the judge and how people can be in your life only for a time and then their gone.