This is my mother. She left me when I was just 14 years old. I saw her a few times from teenage through the typical college years (although I didn’t have typical college years) and then she passed away before I married or had children. She was a wonderful woman that I know I would talk to her often if she were alive, but I really never got the chance.

The most current entries are things I would tell her and only her ... because they aren’t meant to be heard, just vented (if she were alive). The majority of this blog are letters she wrote to me (and a few to my sisters) during the years that we were apart.

Sunday, July 27, 1980

July 27, 1980

Dear Betsy,

Well, here I am in the hospital in bed with my legs raised up.  I have four doctors and have a horrible left knee.

Just saw 2 doctors.  They started antibiotics, x-rays, etc.  It is a staph infection in the pre-pattelar bursa; very unusual.  I can't go home for awhile.  Sandy is at Grandma's.  I see very little of her since this happened.  They drew seven tubes of blood again today.

I hope you are well.  Are you anxious to move?  I bet you will find many new friends.  You made a darling outfit for Sandy bit is it way too small.  You sew very well.  I wonder if the outfit will fit Sandy.

I am very tired here and have trouble staying awake.  I really slept last night.  I hope you are enjoying your summer vacation.  I wish I could see you.  It has been four 1/2 months since I saw you.  How is Gretchen?  Does she get her walks?  Please write me.  Remember I love you so much and miss you.  Hugs and kiss Kirstie special for me.  Write as soon as you can.  I love you and miss you.

Love,
Mom
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