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, November 22, 1986

November 22, 1986

Dear Betsy,
Bob has been in the hospital over three weeks.  He is bored and home soon he hopes.  He was in ICU twice because of his blood pressure.  What are you doing for Thanksgiving?  Is that when you are going to Colorado?  I'd love to see more of you.  I miss you.  I really do appreciate your letters.  They brighten the day.  We will probably eat in the community center for free.  Gram and Gramp and Aunt Ida will eat out.  Gramp's birthday is the day before and we will eat there on the 26th.  Aunt Ida used to.  She still does really good for 84 years old.
I go see Bob every day and he appreciates it.  I plan to go to church tomorrow.
Kelly is shedding and losing weight.  The vet says she is depressed because Bob is gone.  Have you ever heard of a depressed cat?
I listen to music every day.  I enjoy it.  I watch a little TV.  I like the evening soaps.  They are all the same though.
Well, I have little news.  Hope you enjoy Colorado.  Write again soon.  Have a nice Thanksgiving.  I miss you and love you dearly.

All my love,
Mom