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.

Monday, February 22, 1982

February 22, 1982

Dear Betsy,
I was happy to recieve your letter and 2 pretty cards.  Thank you for the poem and napkins.
Last night we had Grandma and Grandpa and Aunt Ida over for a small home dinner.  It is the first I ever cooked a meal for anyone in two years.
It is cold and damp here.  Sandy goes to Dr. Multani today.  It is a long drive there.
I am proud of your school grades.  Keep up the good work.  I am reading a good book called "A Perfect Stranger."   I usually don't read love stories but this is really good.
What color is dress you made?
I need to sew some more.  I have lots of mending.  Do you have all my tircot material & elastic, etc. (lace) to make lingerie?  I wish you could send it for me.  I could some things for all of us.
Well, I will close as this should get in today's mail.  Write me soon.  Send your new address.  I love and miss you.

All my love,
Your mom

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