“My last visit to my son in prison was completely different. Instead of railing him for getting himself into this mess, I told him how much I loved him and asked him what his life was like. He told me about little victories and instead of rolling my eyes in judgment, I congratulated him for his progress. His eyes shone when he heard me approving of him for the first time in a very long time. We laughed, cried, and grew closer that day, and I went home feeling peaceful instead of tied up in knots.”