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.

Tuesday, March 18, 1986

March 18, 1986

Dear Betsy,
Just a little Birthday card to say you're held in high regard and you're wished life's best without reserve for that is just what you deserve!
I hope your birthday is one of happiness.  I am proud of you.  I love the pictures of you and Kirstie.  I love you both for giving it to me.  I wish I had a couple wallet size.
Have a happy day.  You can always count on me.  Did you go in OES?  You never said.

Love,
Mom
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