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, November 24, 1985

November 24, 1985

Dear Betsy,
Thank you so much for the lovely Thanksgiving card.  That was so nice and thoughtful of you.
I can't get out because it is so cold.  My feet get so sore.  Plus I have hypothermia.  My temp was 94 yesterday.  So I hope it warms up.  I asked a friend to come over tomorrow for coffee and visit.  Bob has to go to the doctor at 1:30.
Pur kitten, Kelly, is 12 weeks and growing.  She is very good.  She eats well but has a cold.  So somehow I got to get her to the vet for medicine.  She is really pretty.
Are you going to your Dad's for Thanksgiving?  I imagine Bob and I will be alone.  I have watched TV all day.  I couldn't go to church.
November 26
Well, I never got the letter finished.  Our kitten got really sick with croup, etc. and we gave her a 1/4 aspirin and she is feeling better but goes to the vet at 4:30.  We really love her.  Bob's church gave us frozen 11 1/2# turkey and pumpkin pie.  That was nice of them.  I am making meatball stroganoff tonight in the crockpot.  It was a lot of work plus I made a mincemeat pie.
Grandpa is 68 years today and has big Eastern Star things to do so they are not going out to eat.  They are taking Aunt Ida out on Thanksgiving.  It is 50 degrees today and I hope it stays there.  My feet do better and so does my temperature.  So are you coming for Christmas?  I'd love to see you again.  It has been a long time.  Bob really likes you.  We were so glad to get your card.  I get so upset at holidays without my daughters.  So how is work going?  I hope well.  Are you having a lot of rain?  We sure are.  A friend from church is taking me to the vet.  I can't drive very well with a kitten.  I am so afraid she'll get loose.  I plan to get some pictures of her.  We have to get her declawed soon.
Well, I am out of news.  Grandma and Grandpa are so busy with Eastern Stars.  Grandpa is in a lot of pain with his jaw.  Bob saw the doctor yesterday and is doing pretty good.  He has to see a dermatologist for his leg.  He is tired today.
Well, honey I must close.  I miss you so much and I love you dearly.

All my love,
Mom

Tuesday, November 12, 1985

November 12, 1985

Dear Betsy,
I am sorry I haven't written.  Bob is still in the hospital but should come home maybe tomorrow.  He has inflammation arteries and kidney damage.  He is going to have to be on large doses of cortisone.  His blood pressure medicine had to be increased.  They did a biopsy of the area on the temple of his face by his ear and we should have the results today.
I got up early today because  I had the Salvation Army come and get lots of things.  I then was tired of fell asleep from 11 am to 2:15 pm.  I went to the bank and now I am enjoying a cup of coffee at Dunkin Donuts.  I hope to see Bob tonight.  It is lonely for us both.  I think I will get some embroidery thread on the way home.  I have been knitting.  I made myself a blue hat and am working on a scarf to match.  It passes time.  I would love to make Bob a sweater.  It would be a hard job.  Grandma wants me to make her a vest and sweater.  I have the yarn.  I bought it years ago.
So how is your eye?  Is it any better?  I hope so.  Are you still on steroids?  I wrote Kirstie a letter.  She never writes me and I feel badly about it.
Grandpa took me to see Bob 2x.  I used handicapped services 2x and friends the rest of the time.
It has been raining and cold here for days.  I had to turn on the bedroom heat last night.  I stay up until 1 am  every night and watch TV.  I play my violin every day.
I missed yesterday.  Going to the hospital every day tires me out.  I smuggle Bob a beer.  He loves beer and misses it.
I get so itred of eating alone.  Bob is eating well at the hospital.  He is so tired and they don't let him rest.  I had to soak my feet in cold Betadine water last night.  I go to a doctor for my feet on the 21st and my own doctor in December.
The church is helping us with food and it helps.  Tomorrow is the day for the food truck.  I am eating more.  I lost 3 1/2# in a month.  My blood work was tested and my thyroid was high so I had to cut down a 1/2 grain like I was on for so long.  I am not as nervous.  I have to start taking Tagament because my supper doesn't agree with me.  I eat a lot.  I still love salads.
I hope you are doing okay.  I love to hear from you.  Are you coming for the holidays?  The airlines have reduced their fares.
Sandy probably has lots of snow.  She wrote me a week ago.  What do you want for Christmas?  I'd love to make you something but I haven't got much time before Christmas is here.
Well, I am out of news.  I will close.  Write or call me soon.  I love to hear from you.  Remember, I love you dearly and miss you so much.  It seems ages since I saw you.  Write or call when cheap time.  I love you.

All my love,
Mom