“Letters to Mom”
One of her journals I found is titled “Letters to Mom”. It’s a collection of letters she wrote to her mother — my “Nana Anna” — starting about four months after her death.
I went to Tampa with Donna today. Of all things, we went to see the Rockettes. They were good, and it was fun.
Last night I felt really weird. Like I couldn’t think. Like I was forgetting a lot. — A lot.
I’m under a lot of stress. I guess I always am. But I could always talk to you before and know you loved me, and everything would be okay.
Right now my job sucks. Dic keeps getting things from the lawyer, and, you know Dic, he thinks he’s going to be rich soon!
I need to focus. I’m thinking about calling the Center for Balance. I’m scared.
I really miss you. I hate going to Daytona and not picking you up. Today I kept looking at where you sat in my car. I need you, Mom. I really do.
I don’t know what Christmas will be like, but I’ll try — for you, me, and the kids.
Maybe I’ll get them all silly gifts.
I love you.
Kathleen A. Gagne