Dear Betsy,
I mailed your last letter on Monday and got your package that afternoon. The gown is lovely. It fits too. I really love it. Thank you so very much. I love you and I do appreciate your love.
I don't know when I wrote you this week that Bob and I are trying to work things out. I took my phone off the hook for several days and I wouldn't let him in. I finally met him and talked to him. I have been so mixed up. I need someone and I do love him. He truly is patient and loves me. I can't leave a part. So he is over here and sleeps on the sofa. This morning I was up at 5:30 and it was cool. I ate and I went with him to the White Hut. I had coffee and bought him breakfast. I then went to Dunkin Donuts and got 1 1/2 dozen donuts. Then I got a few groceries. The sad part is the brakes on the car. They are grinding and it has to go for probably over $300 work. I have $130 charged on Sohio for air conditioning. I don't know what to do about money. My mom owns the car and they pay for nothing. Only Bob understands.
Tomorrow I go to the doctor and have to spend a lot of money on medicine refills. So I am very poor.
I would love to move away from all this but I guess I can't.
So how are you and your love life? What is going on? We could write a book. You know Bob really understands me and helps me a lot. I love with a lot of pain. My legs and feet burn and throb so much at night and morning. It is a hard life. If it weren't for you girls and Bob, I'd probably quit.
Tonight Kirstie graduates. Seems like you just did. Time goes faster as a person gets older. It is true. I hope she has a nice graduation. I miss these times. I missed all of yours. At least I got to install you as Worthy Advisor and now you are a beautiful Eastern Star. I am so proud of you.
I hope you understand about me and Bob. I do care for him and I guess we really belong together. He is really good to me.
Sandy called yesterday. She is fine. She and Mark went to the doctor and she is 6 months pregnant. All is well. She is on vitamins. She is leaving Sunday for Provo to babysit for Mark's niece for a month.
I have a new phone number… I don't have to give it out.
Well, I am out of news. I love you honey and thank you for the beautiful gift. It was so nice of you. You are special and a wonderful daughter. I wish I was more of your life. I missed so much but I can't dwell on it. I love you.
All my love,
Mom
Write me honey!!!
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.
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