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, May 25, 1986

May 25, 1986

Dear Betsy,
I went to McDonald's this morning for coffee, orange juice, and a bacon, egg and cheese biscuit.  it was so good.  I came home and brought Bob, pancakes which he like.  So did our cat.  I just went to the store and spent fourteen dollars and was worried I had enough for $5.  I had a $5 gift certificate.  You don't get much for your money these days.  I am at Dunkin Donuts on my way home for coffee so I found this paper in my purse and decided to write again.
Gram doesn't like Bob and told me so plus I should have never married him.  Well, that is my business and he is good to me.  He sleeps days so I get lonely or bored.  We spend our evenings together.  He stays up late at night and reads a lot.  I may start playing the violin again.  The only problem is I have to play with my feet elevated.  It is uncomfortable.  

Later
I am home again and waiting to make supper.  How is Kirstie?  Does she get my letters?  She never writes and I miss her.  Tell her I love her.  I love you, too.  It is hard to believe that you are 20 years old.
I haven't any news but I wanted you to know how much I care about you and miss you.
Write when you can.  I love getting your letters.  Take care of yourself.  Enjoy every day.  It is important.  My fun days are gone, but I can't dwell on it.  I think I will do some geneology.  Bob is going to start going to church with me.  I would like that.

All my Love,
Mommy


I LOVE YOU!!!

Thanks for the letters.
I save them all.

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