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.

Tuesday, March 29, 1988

March 29, 1988

Dear Betsy,
I am sorry I haven't written but I have been upset about Bob.  Now, my electrolytes are bad and my feet are so swollen.  I can hardly walk.  They feel so heavy.  I have been doing so much cleaning.  I finally have the cupboards and closets done.  I think Grandma and I are going to have a garage sale at Aunt Ida's.  They have sold her car, house and lots of furniture.  There is still a lot to do.
March 30, 1988
Well, honey, my legs and feet got so swollen and I got sick.  I am in Mercy Hospital.  I fell a little bit better this morning.  My electrolytes are way abnormal.  I had blood work and an EKG so far today.  I am waiting for breakfast.  I had a cup of coffee so far.  I am weak and tired.
I must make this short as I can't think too well.  If you talk to Kirstie or Sandy, tell them I am in the hospital.  I hope you are well and happy.  Have a nice Easter.  I hope you are okay.  I don't remember when I talked to you last.
I love you honey.  Write soon.  I am lonely.  I miss you.

All my love,
Mom

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Friday, March 18, 1988

March 18, 1988

Dear Betsy,

Bob passed away.  Please see the newpaper clipping.  It has your name in it.
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