Dear Betsy,
I was certain I started a letter to you and stamped an envelope. Anyway, I have searched all over and can't find it. So I'll try again.
I have no energy. My hemoglobin is low and I take potent iron. My appetite is poor and I want to eat out which I can't. I need to save money to go and see the grand baby. I am mixed up about moving. I can accept most things but I worry about finding the right doctor who does start all over again. I've been through too much.
My apartment was exterminated last week along with everyone else. Bob kept Kelly but she is back now. I missed her. She just came to sit where I am writing.
I found the only copy of our sealing and put it in my book of remembrance. I have gained 5# which puts me at 125# which is good.
My new glasses are very strong and I am having trouble seeing everything. I have to wear them all the time. Not used to that. I wish you were here. Our weather is cloudy today. Bob is supposed to move today around the hall from me. He was mean to me yesterday and I got hurt psychologically. Anyway, I was driving and he hit me. I was right anyway but that is it.
I think I will go to church and McDonald's for breakfast for a bacon, egg, and cheese biscuit. I get my coffee free because I have a golden buckeye card. My breakfast costs $1.21.
I am sleeping on the hideaway bed so I can keep cool. I open it every night. A mess but the bedroom is too warm.
I had a delicious taco salad at Bob Evans yesterday. I used 7 containers of salsa.
I will need your new address. Let me know. I hate Saturday and Sunday. there is no one to call. I don't have many friends because I have moved so much.
I hope you are breathing okay and doing well. Please write. Remember I love you dearly. Miss you too.
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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