January 18
January 18
My sweet, precious Randi!
Not an hour goes by without missing you. It's your birthday, a memory blazoned on my mind. This September 12 will be 10 Yeats full of grief. A lady whose purse I liked said her daughter wants to SHOP IN HER CLOSET for purses, like you did for shoes, purses, and clothes. This is just one of my many memories. I thought about how you and Ron loved the toys from Palm Springs: the talking robot and the toy that played back the notes you played. I regret ever accepting money from you for the Life cycle and your stereo. My regrets are too many to list. I am 78 now, that much closer to being united with you, Baume and Phil. You called my mother "Baubs." I am useful in this empty life by financially helping Claire, Dustin and your dad. I also help Monica when ì can and talk to her every few weeks. My nephew David and my ex-sister in law Marsha round out the list an a new one, your cousin Jeni. I even help Bonny out. I just gave her $400 for food and was glad to do it. I tried to assuage my loneliness by visiting Ralph's brother in Florida, but I still miss being loved. I believe I see you all the time as honesty of the angels who surround me. I am so grateful for that. My girlfriend Pphyllis and Monica called me on the important days in your life, which are painful like every day. I hope if and when I get to heaven that the wrongs and regrets will not keep torturing me. Till then, I live day to day. I wish so much that we could communicate but I believe you hear me and protect me. My desire to live is in jeopardy but I don't want to cause guilt and regret in my survivors. Earned or not. I miss my beautiful, wise, intelligent and caring daughter I will see again. I count on it.
Love with all my heart and being, Mom
Not an hour goes by without missing you. It's your birthday, a memory blazoned on my mind. This September 12 will be 10 Yeats full of grief. A lady whose purse I liked said her daughter wants to SHOP IN HER CLOSET for purses, like you did for shoes, purses, and clothes. This is just one of my many memories. I thought about how you and Ron loved the toys from Palm Springs: the talking robot and the toy that played back the notes you played. I regret ever accepting money from you for the Life cycle and your stereo. My regrets are too many to list. I am 78 now, that much closer to being united with you, Baume and Phil. You called my mother "Baubs." I am useful in this empty life by financially helping Claire, Dustin and your dad. I also help Monica when ì can and talk to her every few weeks. My nephew David and my ex-sister in law Marsha round out the list an a new one, your cousin Jeni. I even help Bonny out. I just gave her $400 for food and was glad to do it. I tried to assuage my loneliness by visiting Ralph's brother in Florida, but I still miss being loved. I believe I see you all the time as honesty of the angels who surround me. I am so grateful for that. My girlfriend Pphyllis and Monica called me on the important days in your life, which are painful like every day. I hope if and when I get to heaven that the wrongs and regrets will not keep torturing me. Till then, I live day to day. I wish so much that we could communicate but I believe you hear me and protect me. My desire to live is in jeopardy but I don't want to cause guilt and regret in my survivors. Earned or not. I miss my beautiful, wise, intelligent and caring daughter I will see again. I count on it.
Love with all my heart and being, Mom