Dear Betsy,
I hope you are well and happy. I am so sorry you couldn't come see me in Toledo. I really wanted to see you. It has been seven months now since I saw you. I had hoped you would write to me. Sandy has been sick with mono. She has missed three weeks of school so far. She can't do her algebra so she may have to drop it. I work nights now (11-7:30 AM) and it is hard on me because I have trouble sleeping in the day time. I have thought of looking for another job with less pay and benefits and may do that.
Grandpa Deakin died suddenly without suffering September 27. It was a shock to us all. We had to make all the arrangements. He looked very nice and peaceful. We had a Masonic Service for him and a Memorial service the next day. Uncle Dick and Aunt Judy flew here for the funeral service. So did Aunt Marian, Margaret, Ruth and Murray. It has been 20 years or more since I saw them. I rode in the 1st car. The Eastern Stars had a dinner (luncheon) after our trip to the cemetery. The family was there. Sandy couldn't go because of her mono. Sandy saw the doctor and her liver is enlarged and she has to stay some more and be on a strict low fat diet. She thinks you look like a model. So you sew all your clothes. I am proud of you. I don't have a machine and miss one. Sandy still needs clothes. She has to have a winter coat also. I work long hours at the hospital. I do mostly cancer nursing. It is hard to do but I enjoy the patients and their families. Well, I will close. Oh, Mimi got lose and ran away but after two days someone found her five miles from home. She can't hear anymore and is almost 15 years old. I think she has diebetes. I love you dearly.
Love,
Mom
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.
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