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.

Monday, March 20, 1989

March 20, 1989

For a Special Daughter

It seems like only yesterday that you were so small and your life was just beginning and now you've grown into a beautiful and talented young woman …

Dearest Betsy,
You are a daughter to be very proud of and happy for, and you're wished much love and happiness as you face many bright tomorrows.

All my love,
Your mommy