Suzie Comes To Visit

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She defecates in the wilderness then wipes with stinging nettles.

She eats things that would make a billy-goat puke.

She has learned to ignore cold temperatures, frost bite, and pain…for she IS Suzie Marie Jennings!


Okay okay, perhaps the above is a slight exaggeration. But I have to acknowledge the relentless dedication and determination of my wife.

It’s been six long months since we’ve seen one another. She lives in California. I live in Washington. She is unemployed, and I only earn $0.42 an hour. Money keeps us apart.

But my baby found a way! She saved all of her pennies, then surprised me with a four day visit!

She rented a small “gas friendly” car and drove 14 hours to SCCC. She ate granola, fruit, and little snacks that she brought from home. Her budget was too tight to buy any meals. She had just enough money to rent a car, pay for gas, and put a little money on our visiting room debit card so that we could eat together.

Talk about COMMITMENT!!!

As our first day was coming to an end, I asked her, “Baby, where are you going after our visit is over?”

She casually shrugged her shoulders and said, “I don’t know.”

I unexpectedly grabbed her face and kissed her lips three times. Her beautiful green eyes lit up as I let go. I then asked, “Is it okay if I randomly surprise you with quick aggressive kisses?”

“Yes!” she said emphatically as she sat up and scooted a little closer.

Kissing isn’t allowed in the visiting room, so I scanned the room for authoritive eyes. The coast was clear. I quickly grabbed her head with both hands and gave her a nice and firm, but soft, passionate, tongue-less, wet kiss that lasted seven magical seconds!

“Oh my” She whispered through a growing smile.

Her innocent mannerism and sweet soft voice is too much! I kiss her again. Just because.

Then I ask, “Where will you sleep tonight?”

“In the car” she answered.

I can’t believe it. My sweet lady is a trooper! Forget a hotel and hot meals…she just wanted to see me!

Her plan was to stay for just two days. But we had such a lovely time together that she extended her stay for two more days! Those two extra days cut into her budget. Now she didn’t have enough gas money to get home.

When I asked her about this dilemma, she simply said, “I’ll cross that bridge when I’m driving home…right now, I’m with YOU and that’s all that matters!”

Aww…how sweet.

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This woman really does love me with all her heart. And I love her right back with all my heart!

I still can’t believe that my amazing wife slept in her car five days in a row. Boy oh boy was I sneaking her lots of hugs and kisses during our visits. 🙂

We may be broke right now, but one thing is for sure…we are rich in love!

I dedicate this song to my wife: Amazed, by LoneStar

Thank you baby, for your love and sacrifice. I really do appreciate all you did so that we could spend quality time together.

(To hear about our wonderful visits, please read her blog called:  A Weekend With My Husband)



Steven Jennings



Author: Steven & Suzie Jennings

She was raised as a Mormon, and he is a convict serving 43 years in prison. This blog offers a glimpse into two vastly different worlds that somehow came crashing together. Join them on their journey through prison life & married life.

4 thoughts

  1. dedication like this is seldom seeing. wonderful. How much longer do you have to go? until you can be together all the time?

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  2. This is a nice read! Indeed, you are rich in love and that what matters. And the thing is, Amazed by Lonestar is a great song! This post just made me smile! May god bless you and your wife always! 🙂

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