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.

Thursday, December 16, 1982

December 16, 1982 Sally

Dear Sally,

Well I spent 12 days with my parents and am now with Bob.  I am still very weak.  We are working things out.  I have a fever tonight.  Sandy is still in the hospital.  She'll probably end up in a foster home.  I can't take her and she hates Garry.

Thank you for your letter.  I weight 117#.  I weighed 105# in the hospital.  Bob is helping me.  I have lost my past memory.

I am so depressed today.  I cried and cried all day.  I guess I am letting down.  I really bled in the hospital also and had lots of blood.  Thank God I am alive.  I have a lot to be thankful for. I really do love Bob.  I have missed him.  He loves me.

Well, I have heard nothing from Betsy or Kirstie.  It is really upsetting.  Well, I get new glasses.   I have no Christmas presents, tree or decorations.  Glad you are ready for Christmas.  I miss you all.  Sorry this has taken so long.  Please tell Jodi, Marie and Noreen what happened to me.  I have to do something with my life and feel that I can do.  Any suggestions.  Merry Christmas to all.  I miss you.

Love,
Judy

Tuesday, December 7, 1982

December 7, 1982 Sally

Dear Sally,

Please excuse my scribbling.  Sorry I haven't written but I was critically ill in Toledo Hospital for one month.  I don't remember a lot.  I was in intensive care 19 days.  I had a temp of 84 and a pulse of 30 and in a coma when Bob finally got me to the hospital.  I had hypothermia and they gave me no chance to live.  My parents have really been devoted.  Five days after I got here I turned even worse.  I aspirated and got bad pneumonia.  Then they had to put a tube in me to breathe and put me on a respirator.  Oh, Sally, when I came to I was sure I was dying.  I remember my mom 1st then my dad.  I do remember them.  In the meantime I saw Sandy and couldn't remember that she came from VA in October with me.  I was sure I was dying.  Only I really was struggling with life.  My mom said they gave no hope.  The pneumonia was resistive to the antibiotics and finally they found one and I broke out in severe rash.  She said I was a mess.  I don't remember.  Then I had bad diarrhea and had stomach tube, rectal tube, breathing tube, Foley urine catheter.  I had 3 IV's swag catheter into the heart, arterial blood lines and subclavian catheter.  I have lost a lot of weight and am now gaining fast.  I guess I had a really bad cough before I came in and fell, etc. only Bob let me go.  I was in a coma when he finally called an ambulance.  I blame him.  He has used me as a nurse maid, my money, transportation, etc.  He has used me.  Sandy is in St. Vincents hospital and has been 4 weeks.  Bob put her in when I was in the hospital.  She took extra thyroid plus her anorexia is bad.


Thursday, December 2, 1982

Missing You

Missing You

Sometimes when I'm
alone and missing you,
I remember the special times we've
shared.
Sometimes the memories make me smile,
sometimes they make me cry.
Sometimes they make me lonely,
but that's not so bad…
because remembering what we've already
done makes me look forward
to the things we've yet to do.
It makes it easier to wait for you
because you don't seem so far away.
But more than anything else,
it makes me realize just how much
I love you.
            - Julie Ann Gridley