Christmas and motherhood

I am one of w2 members, thankfully God opened the door since June in this year.
As a w2 member I have been visiting the women who are in jail at Maple ledge.
I go there every other week on Monday night with many women who want to help those people.
I have enjoyed this visiting and made new friends there.

Last night in jail we had a Christmas party it was a good and everybody enjoyed the time.
And also Elsie took the gifts bags(over one hundreds bags) with her and gave it to the women there, when they had these they were happy and knew somebody cared for them they are not alone. It was a great opportunity to see how peoples` care for others(who are lost) can make the people (who are lost) feel different way `I am not alone, I am not abandoned because out there somebody thinks of me and care for me.` It was a really good experience to me.

However I also could have a sad experience the same day it means I could see some of the women who are mom they didn`t look happy and looked sad because they have missed their kids a lot, specially this Christmas season is not easy to be there as a mom.
In a little while, one of my friends whom I have visited since this October, she finally broke down and wept while we were watching a puppet play, for she has a 5years old son but she can not be
with him because she is now in jail and the party gave her some Christmas memory with son before.
When I saw her crying I did not know what to say and how to comfort her,
because I am not a mom and don`t have a kid, honestly I don`t know what motherhood is, how painful it was as a mom, of course at that moment I could say to her some good thing but I did not want to pretend to her `yes, I know your heart how painful is!`

Anyway at that time I wanted to comfort her so I told her ` you know what? you have next year Christmas because of that now you are here and learn how to be clean and sober and never again come back here and that bad things, am I right?` and then she responsed to me `yes, next year Christmas I will be with my son and I don`t want to come back here again.` after this conversation she went back to the gym(the party place) and participated the party.
And yet I knew she was still sad but she tried to be happy and enjoy it.

This was a my sad experience last night as well.
After jail on the way home I prayed to God his blessings for the women whom I saw the night at the party and their kids I also hoped that next year Christmas my friend will be with her son and have a happy Christmas.

This was my first Christmast party experience in jail with the women who need our care.

Thanks and happy Christmas.!!