Dear Betsy,
I received a letter from you yesterday. I love to hear from you. So you are going to George Mason. Is that in Reston? Will you still love at home? It is hard to believe Kirstie is going to graduate. I am proud of you. Now, if both you and I could put our love life on the right track! Sounds like you are going to have a ball at the beach. I did things like that when I was younger. Your Dad and I went boating a lot and we loved it. I always go sunburned. Bob drives me crazy for the most part. When he leaves me alone my ulcer is okay. Yesterday it felt close to bleeding. Today I am okay. He called at 6:45 and I didn't answer. So he rang my phone 75 times and it drove me crazy. When it quit, I took it off the hook and left it. I hope you aren't trying to get me.
I can't come for Kirstie's graduation because of my legs and I'll be upset because I'll miss it. I love her just as much. I wish she would write me or call. I don't know what to do for a gift. She would probably appreciate the money. You came to visit me. We had a very nice visit, didn't we. You know, Bob really thinks you are great! He puts so much pressure on me and makes me feel guilty. I must not care too much for him. I feel like his slave. He has me cook, do dishes, etc. I hardly have many dishes when he is not here. I am trying to eat foods high in calcium.
Now, as far as know who is "Mr. Right," you will when it happens. Sounds like Dave and you were the happiest. Now I knew your dad was Mr. Right and I felt very much in love. I still think a lot of him. We really had a good marriage. He traveled too much and I worked too much. I should never worked so much on 3-11 shift. I missed a lot of all of your lives. Then my health went bad. Sometimes I think we were happiest up Sugarloaf Mountain. We love it there and I worked hard and so did your dad. I miss it. I could have had a great career but we moved a lot and then my legs got so bad. I did work hard. So did your dad. I am so happy I had three daughters and they are well and love life. Soon I'll have a grandchild. Hard to believe.
So I made a mess of my life. I probably should never married Bob. I was lonely, sick, etc. We only knew each other for one and 1/2 months before sivore. He was nice to everyone. Now he is mad at the world. I still see good sides of him. Somehow I don't think things could work out. What do you think? Your dad never used bad language. I just heard on TV that you never get over your first love. I think that is true. What do you think?
I bought a Farberware 8 cup coffee maker. I had a new automatic drip and hated it. I make 4 cups of coffee every morning which is 2 big mugs full. It is delicious. Then I go to the community room for a small cup around 10 am. Do you ever drink coffee? Nurses love coffee.
I can't exercise anymore because I have a abdominal hernia. I walk a little in the closest mall and climb some steps. So I got a little bigger belly but I can't help it. I weight 122$#.
Bob took me to Red Lobster for lunch yesterday. I had a virgin Mary with celery. Then I had scallops and shrimp with tossed salad and cauliflower. Everything was delicious. Then we went to TCBY for yogurt. Oh, I love that stuff. My friend, Judy goes to get it every day. It is a long way for me.
Grandpa got groceries for me on Friday. It is hard for me to do in the heat. Grandma and he are nice to me now. She is so busy. Today she has hives. She is back working plus the Eastern Stars. I dearly loved the picture of you. You are so beautiful, really.
I will always treasure it. Thank you so much. I thank you so much for your letters, etc. I really appreciate them so much.
Kelly is fine. She loves the afternoon sun. I really love her. She listens to me a lot. She is a great comfort. The days are so long.
Well, I am out of news. Remember I love you so very much. I'd love to see you. Maybe you could come before school starts. Are you going to work too?
I miss you, honey. Write soon.
All my love,
Mom
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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