It's been 4 months since Jose was arrested. He had court on the first of the month, it was continued to next month. We are still praying for miracle. He was actually brought into court this time so I brought Cairo with me so they could see each other. The attorney spoke to someone who allowed us to see him in the "visiting room", which is no different than a prison visiting room, complete with phones to talk through and glass dividers.
When we walked in, Jose was there waiting for us. When Cairo saw him he stood stunned, not knowing what to do with himself. He refused to speak and at one point refused to even look at Jose. His nervousness kicked in and started tearing at his already practically bleeding nails. This is a new habit he's developed in the last few weeks. Both my mom and my sister-in-law were there, we were all crying our eyes out. It had been 4 months since Cairo and Jose had seen each other. Finally Cairo felt comfortable enough to talk to his father, at that point we couldn't get him off the phone. It was a bitter sweet moment. Then the time came to be in the court room and Cairo behaved like a little gentleman but the look on his face when he saw his father handcuffed hurt me to the core. Why did they have to hand cuff him? He has no history of violence not to mention all the armed officers he'd run into, if he dare make a break for it. It all just seemed so exaggerated. Plus we couldn't even hug him, give him a kiss on the cheek...he was less then 6 feet away from us and Cairo was not allowed to hug his daddy.
Throughout hearing they kept making googly eyes at each other, smiled and blew each other kisses. Then it was time to say good-bye....in that cold, spirit killing visiting room. Jose would be driven back, 6 hrs to the detention center and we would be on the train back home with out him.
When we walked in, Jose was there waiting for us. When Cairo saw him he stood stunned, not knowing what to do with himself. He refused to speak and at one point refused to even look at Jose. His nervousness kicked in and started tearing at his already practically bleeding nails. This is a new habit he's developed in the last few weeks. Both my mom and my sister-in-law were there, we were all crying our eyes out. It had been 4 months since Cairo and Jose had seen each other. Finally Cairo felt comfortable enough to talk to his father, at that point we couldn't get him off the phone. It was a bitter sweet moment. Then the time came to be in the court room and Cairo behaved like a little gentleman but the look on his face when he saw his father handcuffed hurt me to the core. Why did they have to hand cuff him? He has no history of violence not to mention all the armed officers he'd run into, if he dare make a break for it. It all just seemed so exaggerated. Plus we couldn't even hug him, give him a kiss on the cheek...he was less then 6 feet away from us and Cairo was not allowed to hug his daddy.
Throughout hearing they kept making googly eyes at each other, smiled and blew each other kisses. Then it was time to say good-bye....in that cold, spirit killing visiting room. Jose would be driven back, 6 hrs to the detention center and we would be on the train back home with out him.
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