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.

Wednesday, November 28, 1984

November 28, 1984

Dear Betsy,
Sorry I haven't answered your letter sooner.  It turned cold today after 60 degree weather.  My ankles are swollen and I have to keep my feet up.  Tomorrow I have to bake apple pudding cake for a sick person and have company coming from church.  The living room got a mess tonight.  Bob and Friend got the rest of the things from Bob's apartment so the place needs lots of work.  We have having trouble getting a ramp after it was promised.  The owner is living in California.
I hope your Christmas presnet get there.  I haven't mailed them yet.  Now, down to the subject at hand.  David!  It sounds to Bob and me that he wants you only when he does.  It reminds me of the way your dad was.  I got a broken heart Betsy.  You are a beautiful girl with a great personality.  There has to be the perfect someone for you out in the world.  Now, you think about it and make a decision.
Grandma and Grandpa are being awful to me.  All they do is complain about me.  I really feel badly and I don't even want to be with them for Christmas.  I hope I never treat you like Grandma does me.  She never comes here and I really cry a lot.  She thinks I was crazy to marry Bob, but it is my life.
I read a lot and study the scriptures.  I can't be out much now because the cold weather.  I am writing this in bed so excuse my scibbling.
Well, I will close for now.  Bob and I had a small roast for Thanksgiving.  It was good and nice.  Didn't your dad invite you?  What did you do on the special day?  I would have liked some turkey.

Monday, November 5, 1984

November 5, 1984

Dear Betsy,
I was so happy to get your letter today.  My right foot has been awful painful and I have been in misery.
Bob and I opened a joint checking account today at Ohio Citizens.  Now we have to have money.
Next day
Bob and I go to the hospital to admit Wednesday and he has surgery Thursday.  He and I both see the doctor today at 4:30.  Well, we saw the doctor and my medicines were changed.  Bob's are the same.  Now I really take plenty.  Now more.  This cold air is hurting my feet.  Our weather was in the 40s but it is going to warm up again.
Bob is sleeping in the green chair.  Boring election night for us.  I read my scriptures every day.  I am glad you got to go and wanted to go to Rainbows.  Good for you.
The missionary sisters were here Monday to show a film strip and cassette (A Family is Forever) I really cried.  It showed so many beautiful things.  I want to get a recommend again.  Sandy is sure for the church.  Where would you get married if David asked you now?  Which church?  I wish you could be married in Toledo because of my legs.
I wish I could be more of a mom to you.  I love you so much and am so proud of you.  We could go to the mall and have a ball.
Well, remember I love you and miss you so much.  Take care.  Have fun and work hard.

All my love,
Mom and Bob