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
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