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, January 9, 1984

January 9, 1984

Dear Betsy,
What has happened to you?  I haven't heard from you except when I called Christmas.  I miss you so much.  I don't understand.  Did I say something wrong?  I got a lot of nice things (clothes) for Christmas.  Bob got me a 14K gold cross.  It is dointy.  Now I need the chain.
My feet are breaking down.  It is very cold here.  I will probably end up in the hospital.  i am up at 6 am and go to bed between 9-10 pm.  I read from 6 am to 10 am in bed to cool my legs and feet.  I am getting depressed.  I can do so little and never get out anymore.  I don't have many friends.  I sent Sandy lots of papers on thing for a report.  I hope she appreciates it.   It took a lot of time.  But I have loads of time.  Bob sleeps mostly every day.  I don't know how he can sleep so long.  I wish I could.  I am in a lot of pain with my feet.  I have to soak my feet in cold water every night.  It is so painful.  Than I cover them with cream.
I am sending these 2 coupons.  I hope you can use them.
The Mormons aren't like there were out west.  The Bishop is my home teacher and no visiting teachers.  We really need help.  So I am calling tonight and leaving the church.  I'll go where people care and understand.  I have paid tithing and I can't get out to meetings because of my feet.  I have really helped the missionaries a lot.  I have studied the scriptures and books every day.  I guess I will just read my Bible which Bob gave me.  I really love it.

January 10
Everything is going wrong.  I want to get this off to you before the mailman comes.  I am so upset and depressed.  My feet hurt so bad.  Remember alwasy that I love you very much.  I miss you.  Please write or call.  Please.  I love you.

All my love,
Mom