Dear Betsy,
How are you doing? I hope all is well and you are happy. It is a nice day here. I get up early and go to bed early. I have a hard time sleeping. My right hip is an open sore and it really hurts. I am on Penacillin and I hope it improves.
Bob has not been well. He is a little better today but still sleeps a lot and has a pain in his head. He goes to the doctor tomorrow and I have to take him.
So how was your time at the beach? I hope you had a lot of fun. I bet you are really tan. I would be a mess plus freckles. Be glad you got that from your father.
I am going to a baby shower tonight at the church. I hope I meet women. I get so lonely and never go anywhere it seems. I was going out for a salad bar but haven't for over a week.
Grandma and Grandpa are moved but they say they have a real mess. They sold a lot of furniture and it was so pretty. They eat out a lot since they moved. I just talked to them and Sandy called them. She is lonesome. It must be hard when everyone is gone on break. She has never called them before.
Well, I am out of news. Hope you are well. Remember, I love you very much. I miss you. Write me.
All my love,
Mom
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.
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