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.

Tuesday, November 24, 1981

November 1981

Dear Betsy,
So good to hear from you.  I enjoyed your letter and understand.  I pray all things work to your good.  Remember to trust in God always.  I pray for you every night.  I love you and miss you.  I am no longer getting welfare, food stamps or Medicaid.  I am hurting money ways.  My rent is highter than my income and there is no low income housing available.  I am trying to cover my legs and feet and ignore the pain and heat and swelling.
Tomorrow I go on Hanicap Van to the mall to look for a present for you and your sisters for Christmas.  How is Rainbow now?  When will Sandy soon.  This apartment is too big for just me.  I hope you have a nice Thanksgiving.  I'll go to mom and dad's with Aunt Ida.  It is also Grandpa's birthday.  He'll be 64.  I am watching "Dallas" now.  Do you watch it?  I spend too much time on TV.  Our weather is cold, rain/snow and windy.  It is hard on my feet and legs.  Hope you are well.  I miss you so much and I love you with all my heart.  Please keep writing me.  I love to hear from you.  Take care of yourself and remember me and my love for you.

All my love,
Your mom