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, February 11, 1991

Thursday, January 31, 1991

January 31, 1991

Dear Mom,

Hi!  I'm so worried about Sandy.  Mark and she are not getting along very well.  I wish they could forgive each other for the mistakes each of them have made and get on with their lives. She's scared; she doesn't know what to do about the girls.  I wouldn't either.  What can I do to help??

How are you?  What have you and Earl been doing lately?  I miss hearing from you.  What is the status of your schloraderma?  Have your legs been giving you a bad time?  I hope not.

I'm fine - in good health.  I've been very busy.  I'm working two jobs to make money for my sister Sandy and to help get myself out of debt!  I need to clear myself of all debt so that I can finish my schooling.  I only have $3000 more to go - HELP!

Sandy can use the help, too.  Do you know what you want for your birthday?

(This letter was the last letter I ever wrote my mom and it was never mailed.  She died six days after her birthday, 12 days after this letter was started…and never finished)