In the summer my brother was sentenced for all the crimes he committed in 2010. He was given a ‘second chance’ verdict. Basically he was convicted all of the crimes he committed, (minor felonies) however he was given a ‘second chance.’ His ‘second chance’ would consist of the jail time he had already served + staying clean and seeing a probation officer weekly. If he did not comply with any one of these terms, he would automatically be sent to prison.
He was clean for 2 weeks.
By Halloween, he was in the hospital claiming illness but really trying to cover up the bender he was on. The hospital alerted the PO and sooner than later my brother was back in front of a judge. In a surprising turn of events, he did not get sentenced to prison. Instead he was sent to a rehab correctional facility in Northwest Ohio.
I have not spoken to him, however my father goes up to visit him weekly. The man is a saint, it’s over 3 hours away, He says that brother is doing well. He has gained weight and doesn’t look at all like the heroin addict he once was. He is taking on responsibilities and has become second in command.
I like these updates from my dad. I like them so much that I was even inspired to write him a letter. The first contact I have attempted to make in over a year. For some reason I have hope now.
I hope he stays clean forever.
I hope he becomes the brother I used to know and love.
I hope he never sticks a needle in his arm again.
I hope my kids will call him Uncle again.
I hope he learns that he is worth something.
I hope he learns I still love him.