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.

Saturday, April 26, 1986

April 26, 1986

Dear Betsy,
It seems like ages since I wrote to you.  Life goes slow when you can't get out.  I go to the community room a lot but it is the same thing over and over.
I developed severe left hip pain and had x-rays.  It was okay.  Then I got pleurisy and now a cough.  I had 102 feever last night.
Bob has a bad cough and fell out of bed and opened his knee up.  It is a mess.  He is okay otherwise.
Kelly is a little cat.  She only weighs 5#.  We love her and she is spoiled.  She can't get on things because she is so tiny and no claws.
Grandma and Grandpa are at Scotish Rite all day today and yesterday.  Grandma is President.  Grandpa told Grandma if he had know about when you were going in Eastern Stars they would have come.  How long have you been in now?
I haven't heard from Sandy.  When is she coming back our way?  When are you going to the beach?  Are you coming to see me?  I sure hope so.
I read magazines a lot and work in the library a day a week.  This is a huge apartment complex and most people are nice.
April 28
I have been sick for 4 days.  I went to the doctor and my temperature was still 102.  I now have to take Motrin 4 x a day.  He is giving me to Wednesday to get better.  If I don't I have to go to the hospital as it could be very serious.  I nearly passed out in his office and laid down.  Bob is starting to feel better.  He still sleeps a lot.
Our wedding anniversary is Sunday and I am hoping we are well enough to get a fish dinner.  I have lost 6# in 6 days.  I can't afford that.  I only weight 114#.
It was ninety here yesterday and today was 85.  I hate it so hot for my legs and feet.
I called Sat to talk with you and Kirstie and you were both gone.  I am sorry I missed you.
We have laundry piled up and I am too weak to do it.  I haven't felt like this in years.  I am drinking a lot of liquids.  Kelly knocked a glass of water over and it got the connection for the phone and extension wet.  Now our phone doesn't work.
Well, I hope you are well.  Your dad said you and Kirstie made a study.  Do you ever go to church?
Well, I will close.  I feel better tonight so maybe it is just a virus.  Write me soon.  Remember I love you and so does Bob.  I miss you.

All my love,
Mom
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