(Tiago’s note–This is the fifth in a series of refections by women prisoners in Brazil. The women have given their permission for this blog post although their names have been changed.
In this reflection, Fifi shares the feeling she has being incarcerated shortly after losing her one-week old son. Please think about and pray for the deceased child, the author “Fifi” and the other women in prisons throughout the world. Let’s ask Him to provide them with the strength to carry on in these dark places.)
To be a human is to feel pain, sadness, happiness, and love. But for me, feeling like a human sucks.
If I could go to heaven, I would tell my son how much I love him, I miss him, and ask him how he is doing. I would ask him if he is happy and if he is proud of me for doing everything I could do until his last breath.
I also wanna tell him how proud I am of him, how he fought for his life, but it was not meant to be, to be a (long) life.
Then I want to come back to earth and live a life like a normal human being. This is what it feels like to be a human right now for me.
(Tiago’s note–This is the fourth (and the second for Angela) in a series of refections by women prisoners in Brazil. The women have given their permission for this blog post although their names have been changed.
In this reflection, Angela shares the story of a recent death in the prison and how the women shared the grief in order to help them make sense of it all. Please think about and pray for the deceased woman, the author “Angela,” and the other women in prisons throughout the world. Let’s ask Him to provide them with the sense of togetherness that will help get through their own trials.)
A week ago we said, “Goodbye” to one of our country mates from South Africa. It came as a very big shock to all of us. Two days before, her cellmate had to carry her to Saúde (Health Clinic) because she suffered from asthma and could not breathe. From there, she was transferred to the prison hospital where she passed away.
It was a very sad weekend for all of us. I know that not only for me but for all of us, our thoughts were with our loved ones, thinking that if anything should happen (to us) there are no last goodbyes. We are all so far away from our families.
On the next Tuesday, we all got together with our consulate to pay our last respects to her. It was heartbreaking but the unity of everybody present was overwhelming and the togetherness of all the different cultures were all that some needed.
My thoughts and prayers go out to her parents and family who lost a special person in such horrible circumstances.
God bless you!