Dearest Betsy,
I sure do miss you and long to see you. I wish you would write me. It is one year tomorrow since I saw you. I wish you could come here for Easter vacation. I have no money or I send you your plane fare. My apartment is cold and my feet hurt. Every morning they are on fire. I fixed a nice dinner tonight and made a jello salad. I wanted to send you some banana nut bread but it would weigh too much. Did you get your presents from me. I sure hope so.
Grandpa had surgery a week ago. He came home yesterday. I couldn't see him. He ran a fever and was put on antibiotics. Then he passed out. They found a spot under his diaphram. It is a lipoma which they will leave alone. He is OK now. I haven't seen him for quite a while. Sandy has a lot of homework every night. I hope you have a really super birthday. Please think of me. I'll always remember having you. You were so special being my first baby. Gad saved you and I pray He is still guarding and guiding you. I love you, Betsy, honey. Keep up the good life and remember my love for you always. I sleep with your cat and I love it so much. I wish I could have gotten you more for your birthday but loving you and being your mom is my best present. I could cry all day if I let the tears come. I hold them in. Please send me a picture of you. You are so pretty. I am so happy you are my daughter. I love you, honey.
All my love,
You mom forever
I miss you so much
Happy Birthday!! 15 years old.
When can you drive in Virginia?
Please write me.
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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