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, May 11, 1987

May 11, 1987

Dear Betsy,
It was wonderful for you to call me and talk to me on Mother's Day.  I was so happy you called.  It really meant a lot to me.  Thank you so much.
Sandy called for 5 minutes in the afternoon.  She is find and sounded good.  She said Mark was tired but they were going to church.
I have been trapped inside.  It made it to 90* here yesterday and sunny.  It is supposed to cool tomorrow.  I have to get blood work tomorrow morning.  I see my doctor on Wednesday.  I feel good so I hope all is well.
My parents and Aunt Ida came to see me yesterday and I don't think my parents haven't come since January.  Aunt Ida has never been here.  She liked my apartment.  Mom and dad gave me a pretty summer robe but I'll have to shorten it.  I wore your and gown and robe set last night.
Well, I went to the beauty shop Friday and a man permed it and then he cut it.  I am just sick and I didn't tell you yesterday.  It is not even 1 inch long.  I had such beautiful hair.  I went and bought a cute wig.  I am so embarrassed and I guess I learned the hard way.  What a price to pay.  There is hardly any perm since he cut it all away.  I should have just had it washed and set and let it grow.
I don't really have much news.  I wanted to write you and thank you so much for calling on Mother's day.  I treasure that.
Do you ever go to church?  I do when weather permits.  I study my scriptures and read a lot.  It helps me.  I want to start sewing again or play my violin.  I could use some clothes and have a lot of material from years ago.  My weight is stable at 120#.  That is good for me.  I wish I could get more exercise.  I'd love to walk but the weather is too hot.  I like an exercise bike.  I could use some cardiovascular exercise.
Well, honey, I will close.  Remember that I love you dearly and always will.  You have a special place in my heart.  Enjoy life and don't work too hard.  Write soon.

All my love,
mom

I love you!!!

Saturday, May 2, 1987

May 2, 1987

Dear Betsy,
Well, believe it or not I am in St. Charles Hospital and have been for three days.  I have an IV in and sodium and potassium.  My electrolytes were all messed up.  I feel better now.  My legs and feet are a mess here.  I wake up at 6 AM.  I had some coffee and did some walking.  Bob is coming at noon.  Monday we would have been married 5 years.  We are still married.  He can be so nice and then mean at the same time.  I think he is giving me an ulcer.  When I am in here I have no ulcer pains.  When I am home my ulcer is terrible.  He wants me to do laundry, get groceries, take him to the bank, etc.  I want my freedom.  Yet I love him and hate to treat him bad.  He wants to take me to the Red Lobster after I get out.
I still need to get the air conditioning in my car fixed.  It needs a fuse.
Grandma is still her snippy busy body.  I guess she is going to Scotland this summer.  She is the Grand Rep.  She is a big shot and it has gone to her head.
I am staring.  I hope they bring breakfast soon.  This is the 1st food I got to choose.  So far it have been poor.
So how are you?  How is Sandy doing?  She called Wednesday.  Is she for sure going to San Diego?  I think they should be together.  What do you think?  She sounds happy.
I wrote Kirstie.  Tell her I was sick when I wrote her.  I love all of you.
I need to go on a new diet called "The Swimsuit Diet."  It sounds nutritious.  Actually, I weight 121# this morning.  That is good for me.
I hate my hair.  I am thinking of keeping length in the back.  Then have sides short and top short and all of it permed.
Saturday is a boring day.  Breakfast just cam and I ate.  I had stewed prunes, juice, and cereal. My egg wasn't cooked.  It was good but I was hungry.  I'd probably have eaten anything.  Maybe lunch will be better.
Well, I am out of news.  Oh, I am going to sell Shaklee products.  It is vitamins and things.  I hope I can do something with it.  I am playing my violin again but it is like starting all over again.  But I will get there.
Remember, Betsy, I love you so much.  Take care and write me.  I love getting letters from you.  I miss you.  Are you coming to see me this year?  I hope so.  I am not all drugged.  In fact, I am fine mentally.  Ii do get depressed.  My legs are a bummer.  I love you.  Take Care.

All my love,
Mom

Thursday, April 23, 1987

April 23, 1987

Dear Betsy,
I am lonely today and heard my song "You Light Up My Life" on the radio.  I cried.  I miss you so much.  Sandy called collect from Ogden yesterday afternoon.  She sounds happy.  Mark leaves for San Diego on Saturday and she will soon be in Virginia.  Is she planning on working?
Bob came over for breakfast.  I fixed some sausage, 2 poached eggs and 2 pieces banana bread.  I forgot to give him the sausage.  That wasn't too brilliant.  I'll heat it up later.
I played the violin for the past 2 days.  I am really rusty.  I'll probably keep trying through.
I have 3 loads of laundry to do.  I dread the thought.  It is so hot in there.  It makes my feet and legs a mess.  I am still getting light headed.  My BP is low.  I do eat well.  I have gained up to 125#.
My curly hair has grown and I don't know what to do.  It looks a mess.  I had it thinned and that helped.  I could let it grow again and have it look a mess for awhile.  I  could get it cut really short and permed a  curly perm.  It would be easy to care for.
I went to church on Easter Eve and for Easter.  It was so pretty.  I had never been to a church like that.  I was getting up at 6 or 7 AM now.  I wake up early but I just lay in bed.  I know I am low on potassium.  I take a lot a day.
Bob wants me to come back to him forever.  I really don't know what I want.  I love him very much and he is good times.  He even bought a new queen bed.  We each had a twin since we moved here 1 1/2 years ago.  I do miss him a lot.  I also like my little apartment and privacy so I am confused.  I read a lot and it passes time.  Why don't you call me some morning before  8 AM (when it gets expensive)  I'll hear the phone.  I never know when to call you.  I miss our talks.  I am grateful for your letters and memories.  It is so sad I had to get so sick so fast.  I feel I lost you and failed you and I can't share your joys and sorrows.  I love you very much.  I hope you know that.  I was so thrilled to have you.  You were a wonderful joy.  I had you all day every day up those mountains.  I used to rock you for so long in my rocker.  When Sandy was born I still rocked you too.  Then when I fed Sandy you would feed your doll in your little rocker.  Those were the good ole days.
I took Bob Tuesday to get groceries.  We each spent $35.  It sure adds up fast.  My cat needed litter and food.  Yesterday, I spent $10 more.  I had to get all the groceries.
I took a Family Circle cancer risk.  That is terrible.  I eat well too.  I drink more than 2 cups of coffee every day.  Nurses love coffee.
My little cat, Kelly is a lot of company.  She is so pretty and lovable.  She sits in the window a lot.  Everyone sees her.
Well, I will close now.  You are always in my thoughts and prayers.  Remember, I love you honey.

All my love,
Mom

Sunday, April 19, 1987

April 19, 1987

Dear Betsy,
Thank you so much for writing to me.  I really appreciate it.  Sounds like everything is going well for you.  So you have a great career.  I am proud of you.  I am glad you are going to VA.  I wish we were living closer.  I miss you so much.
I went to church at 8 AM then to McDonalds for a sausage biscuit and coffee.  It was a beautiful Easter service and cool in the AM.  It is going up to 75 degrees today and that is too warm for my legs and feet.
I have to get a fuse for my car so I can have the air conditioning.  It is a must for me.
I can't get Bob on the phone .  He must have stayed up all night.  I must have called 50 times.  It is 1 PM now.  He gave me a beautiful diamond gold 5 year anniversary ring.  It is of 5 diamonds and really very pretty.  We will have been married 5 years May 4th.  Hard to believe.
This past week I got up 2 mornings and passed out cold.  I cut my toes.  Banged my knee and gave myself a black cheek bone.  So I started setting breakfast up before I went to be but I still get sick.  Last Wednesday after 2 days of this I saw the doctor @ 3 PM and my BP was 70/46.  He drew blood, etc.  I am better now but I sure got low BP.  I'll tell you I was scared - afraid to move.  My lungs are improving but I cough a lot.
Today Aunt Ida, Grandma and Grandpa went out for a fancy meal.  I was given a last minute invitation and said it would be too warm which is true.  Know she is mad and pouting.  The Eastern Stars have gone to her head.  They are even going to Scotland this summer.  She is dragging my dad to his grave.  She won't do it to me.
Do you know that I love hot peppers, taco salads and Italian food, etc.  My stomach never takes it.
My cat Kelly is fine.  She only weighs 5# and is so cute.  I really love her.  You'd love her but she would probably make you wheeze.  She is a Siamese.
I haven't heard from Sandy.  I hope she is doing good.  Did you like Mark?  I am glad you and Kirstie could go.  It really depressed me the day she got married.  I must have cried all day.  This disease is really hard to live with.  I only wish I were well and not hurt all the time.  I have faith and hope and I know God can do miracles.  No doctor knows what to do.  This disease sure shattered my life and I have lost lots of things but most of all I didn't have my own children.  My heart is upset about that.  I guess holidays do this to me.  Please forgive and understand.  I do love you so very much.  I remember when you were born, etc.
I will close now.  Remember I love you so much and miss you.  Give Kirstie my love.  Write me soon or call.

All my love,
Mom

Friday, March 20, 1987

March 20, 1987

Dear Betsy,

I am sorry I haven't called you for your birthday.  I am very sick and with a bad chest cold and asthma.  I am really wheezing.  The doctor put me on choleydol 200 mgm 3x a day and it helps.  I cough all the time, etc.  I have never had asthma before.  Grandpa has it also.  I really feel for you.  I am glad you are better though.  You are had asthma bad when you were little.
I got Sandy's wedding invitation yesterday.  I am upset because she didn't say Judith E. Thompson which is my legal name.  Bob is upset also.  I imagine your Dad and Alison are also.  I don't know why she did it that way.
Did you get your birthday present yet?  I hope so.  Does it fit?  I don't know when to call you. When is a good time?
Kelly is fine.  She is so cute.  I really love her.  She sleeps by me and is my baby.  She is a tiny pretty Siamese cat.  She probably doesn't help my asthma.
I would like to just lay down and sleep away this misery but I won't.  I went to bed at 8 PM last night because I was so sick.  I had 101 fever, etc.  I haven't been sick in 5 years.
I don't know if I can make it to Salt Lake with my legs and feet.  I will probably be very miserable.  My back is bad again.  I have to see the back doctor March 31.  I will have to have to x-rays over again.  It has been 11 years since I have had trouble.  I probably need a back brace or spinal fusion operation.  It is perfect these days I understand.
Well, I will close.  Write me soon.  I love you so much.

All my love,
Mom

Friday, March 13, 1987

March 13, 1987

Dear Betsy,

Your birthday is a good day to put into words the feelings too seldom expressed.  Like how special you are, how much you are loved, how you're wished all life's brightest and best …
It is so wonderful having a daughter like you who has such a dear, thoughtful way, and your birthday's a good day to put into words all the joy you put into each day.

Happy Birthday with love,

All my Love,
I love you,
Mom

PS:  I hope and pray that you know how very much I love you.  I still remember all about you as a precious baby.  Now, you are 21 and grown up.  Always remember that your mom will love you forever.

Wednesday, March 4, 1987

March 4, 1987

Dear Betsy,
Well, here is March.  I understand you called Sandy last night.  She is so excited about getting married.  I am so happy for her.  I called her at 6:00 her time this morning.  Of course I woke her up.  I am going to Provo on April 2nd from Detroit and l will leave April 5th.  I hope you and Kirstie go.  I want to see you.  How are you?  Betsy, I go to bed early now and up at 6 am. So call me anytime before 8 am.  It is cheap then.  I am going to wear a powder blue dress with white in it.  I hope you like it.
I am at MCO Clinic and hospital.  I saw Dr. Hageman, my cardiovascular doctor.  He took my left big toe nail off and cut the right one way down.  They die with fungus because of the poor circulation.  I fell on my left knee three months ago and it has a  bump on it.  He thought it was a cyst and tried to aspirate it.  I had a little blood but no fluid.  I rode an exercise bike last night 20 miles for 5 minutes.  My heart beat was so fast and my legs about doubled over.  I am out of shape.  He said to do it 10 miles / 5 minutes for a month and then go to 20 / 5 minutes.  Plus I should swim a lot.  I wonder where I can swim cheap.  Got any ideas?  I am writing this while waiting for Bob.  He has real problems.  His only leg is dying and he will probably do surgery will is they can't do a by-pass.  The question is can he survive a by-pass?
he is at least a 6 hour one and of the aorta and renal arteries.  He is having more tests now plus x-rays and blood work to determine if his heart can take it.  He is in a catch 22 and the prognosis is bad.
I have to stand by him no matter what.  We go out together and he eats in my apartment.  He is depressed.  His Dad died at 44 with CA of rectum.  He even died of CA breat and his mom had CA breast.  Now has has severe rectal pain and blood.  I am worried.
I am home now and about to leave for church for Ash Wednesday services.  Bob is sleeping.
I have yours and Kirstie's birthday presents and will try and mail them this week.  I hope they fit and you like them.
Take care of yourself.  Write or call.  I love you dearly and miss you.  See you soon.

All my love,
Mom

Friday, February 20, 1987

February 20, 1987

Dear Betsy,
I was so thrilled with your phone call on my birthday and the other day.  It is great talking to you.  Just think in less than a month you will be 21 years old.  It is hard to believe.  I am very proud of you.  I am glad you are happy and going to college this fall.  Will you still work?
I love my beautiful Christmas present.   I called Penney's last night and reordere the comforter and sheets.  I am taking the others back today.  It was so wonderful of you and I was so surprised.
Bob bought me some really pretty bikinis and my 1st teddy.  It is lavender and sexy.  He is over a lot and we sleep on the hadeaway bed.  Don't tell anyone.

Feb 21.
Just talked to you and got your letter.  I am glad you and Kermon are back together.  Bob is a sickman.  He is napping now.  I am baking a meat loaf and baked potatoes.  I cook a lot and love it.  I am gaining some weight.  I even have some gray hair on the top of my pretty auburn hair.  Did I tell you I had it cut short and a curly perm.  All I do is wash it and pick it and it dries on its own.  It is cute and I look so much younger.  Well, I spent money yesterday at Penneys.  I got bikinis and teddy and a beautiful gown set and a nice casual dress.  Plus I really felt sexy and got you and Kirstie some beautiful things for your birthdays.  I also got myself 2 half slips - perfect.
Grandma and Grandpa are coming back from Florida on Wednesday.  I guess they are having a good time.  Both are tired.
I read a lot and enjoy that.  I watch little TV.  Aunt Ida is fine.  I go to the South End again tomorrow and will get a coffee pot and eat at Rudys for hot dog and chilli.  I go to West Toledo all afternoon today after I go to the point and get Kelly's distemper shot.  I sure love my little cat.  I made back an eggs today for Bob and I.
Bob's only leg has no pulse in the groin, behind the knee and foot.  He has a start of gangreen on 2 toes.  He has to have a molecule x-ray of the Aorta on Thursday.  They want to do a by-pass.  Six years ago they said it was impossible and lost his left leg.  He is afraid he can't have a general anesthetic.  He is sure he will die.  I keep trying to encourage him.  I have to go to the same cardivascular doctor Wednesday.  My 2 big toes are full of fungus because of bad circulation.  One of the toes is full of pus under it.  Ugly.  Yesterday, my feet got so hot and swollen from shopping.  Bob and I went to Friendly's for ice cream and coffee.  Then I went to a pharmacy to buy the cheapest ASA I could find.  I could bearly walk.  None of the clerks would get me water.  Well, a customer looked at my red swollen feet and said.  I will walk to the pharmacy and get a glass of water and she did.  I said God bless you.  There are some kind people left in the world after all.
Well, 12 o'clock news says you have loads of snow.  We are warm and sunny.  I guess I should close and get this in the mail.  Write me or call me.  I really do love you.  I hope all is well with you.  Can we see each other soon?  Id' love it.  Give my love to Kirstie.  Tell her, that her once a year letter is long overdue.  Take care.  I love you.

All my love,
Your mom

Thursday, January 22, 1987

before Feb 20, 1987

Dear Betsy,
It was nice to get your letter.  I am sorry I haven't written you but I have been really busy moving.  I am now in the big tall new building.  It is much nicer.  People over here are really nice.  Bob and I are separated but everything is okay.  We are not divorcing.  We have a lot of problems but things can be worked out.
Onthe news last night I saw you had a lot of snow.  It is cold here but sunny.  It looks like summer except for the snow.
I play Euchre and Aggravation a lot in the community room.  I take blood pressure every Thursday.  I like all the people.  I am the youngest here.  I read books and magazines.
I am still unpacking.  I have a one bedroom apartment.  The kitchen is small but I don't need a lot of space.  My furniture is nice.  I try to keep it picked up.  My 45th birthday is soon.  My parents always go to Bill Knapps because I will get 45% off my meal and a cake.  It will be nice.
Well, I will close now because I have little news.  Sorry I haven't written.  I hope to write Kirstie tomorrow.  Are you working and going to school too?  Sorry to hear about you and Kermon.  Take care now and write me more often.  I hopeyou are feeling better.  Remember I love you and miss you very much.

All my love,
Mom

Saturday, November 22, 1986

November 22, 1986

Dear Betsy,
Bob has been in the hospital over three weeks.  He is bored and home soon he hopes.  He was in ICU twice because of his blood pressure.  What are you doing for Thanksgiving?  Is that when you are going to Colorado?  I'd love to see more of you.  I miss you.  I really do appreciate your letters.  They brighten the day.  We will probably eat in the community center for free.  Gram and Gramp and Aunt Ida will eat out.  Gramp's birthday is the day before and we will eat there on the 26th.  Aunt Ida used to.  She still does really good for 84 years old.
I go see Bob every day and he appreciates it.  I plan to go to church tomorrow.
Kelly is shedding and losing weight.  The vet says she is depressed because Bob is gone.  Have you ever heard of a depressed cat?
I listen to music every day.  I enjoy it.  I watch a little TV.  I like the evening soaps.  They are all the same though.
Well, I have little news.  Hope you enjoy Colorado.  Write again soon.  Have a nice Thanksgiving.  I miss you and love you dearly.

All my love,
Mom