Motherless Mama
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January 15th, 1990 Mom, It has been a whirlwind of social awakening for me. I had a wonderful Christmas holidays. Traveled around town, visited with friends and rested. I have a lot of catching up to do. I did go to a few parties. I only tired a few drinks but nothing too outrageous. I…
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My youngest counts too!
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September 22, 1988 Mom, After keeping my friend Carrie company by dropping off resumes a couple of days ago, I got a call for an interview. I got a job at a local women’s clothing store. It will be great, I thought. I would be out of the house more plus earn some cash! The…
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August 15th, 1988 Mommy, I know I say this lot. I wish you did not have to die. I wish you were here. Maybe we would have been living with you and not him. I do not know how you could have stayed with him. I have so many questions that only a mom can…
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March 23rd, 1987 Mommy The wedding. Let’s see. It was civil. In a new church on the first day of spring and all that lovey crap. We had to wear lavender poofy dresses that she made. The morning before the ceremony we went to her hairdresser and got old lady poofy hairdos to match. I…
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October 12th, 1986 Mom, Some days I think I should call you my Birth Mother. Dad and Mary announced their engagement at my birthday dinner that we had at a restaurant that we all used to go to. They took your parents aside and told them first. They did not even tell me that they…
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April 18th, 1986 Mom After a big blow out dad had with the nanny she quit. No sooner than she drove away he said he wanted to ask Mary to move in with us with her daughter who is a year older than me. You have been gone for over a year and a half,…
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February 7th, 1985 Mommy, I do not know how to tell you this but I think you should know that dad has started dating ALREADY. He is going to dances and coffees with OTHER women. I don’t even know what that means – ‘coffees’. He says you two talked about it and he didn’t want…
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January 12th, 1985 Mom, Dad is really angry all the time now. I can’t sleep in case he storms in to wake me up to give me heck for doing something or not even doing something that I did not even know I was/wasn’t supposed to do. It might be small like a D on…
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December 25th, 1984 Mommy, It’s our first Christmas without you. There are little decorations up. Dad told me last week that you left a lot of bills so I could only pick one present. I had to help him pick a few things for my baby sister because she still believes in Santa Claus. I…
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