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.

Sunday, March 31, 1985

March 31, 1985

Dear Betsy,
I am at Friendly's drinking coffee.  It is 53 degrees and raining.  Tomorrow is to be a high of 30-35 degrees and snow.  I hope it is gone before Sandy comes.  When are you going to come?  I miss you.  My right hip bone and ankle bone have a bad sore on each.  I am on antibiotics now.  I guess I will have to sleep on my other side.  I found a prayer of love…

God is never beyond our reach
He only's a prayer away
Trust Him always, look to His love
He's watching and waiting today.

When trouble comes and things go wrong
And you've reached the end of your road,
Just tie a knot and hang on tight
Look to God for Him there's hope.

When ski's above seem dark and gray
And clouds hold promise of rain
Count your blessings, trust in the Lord
Soon the sun will shine forth.

When day is done and shadows fall
And the night seems dark and long
Worry not then a child of God
Sleep, for soon cometh the dawn.

His love endures forever more
There never was such a friend
Thus He stands so eager to help
With courage right to the end

No, God's never beyond our reach
He's only a prayer away,
Trust Him always, look to His love
He's watching and waiting today.

So how is work?  Are you busy all day long?  What do you do with your evenings and weekends?  I love to hear from you.  I don't have much to write about.  Bob is doing better. I may get my very long hair cut short but I hate to.  It is so coarse and think.
I wish you could see my new wedding rings.  They are so pretty.  I wear my gold band also.
Well, I hope you have a nice Easter.  Will you go to church with someone?  Remember I miss you and love you dearly.

All my love,
Mom

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