{"id":1980,"date":"2010-01-20T22:24:48","date_gmt":"2010-01-21T05:24:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/?p=1980"},"modified":"2010-01-20T22:29:17","modified_gmt":"2010-01-21T05:29:17","slug":"forgotten-letter","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/2010\/01\/forgotten-letter\/","title":{"rendered":"Forgotten Letter"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: left;\">I found this unfinished letter in a box a couple of nights ago. Despite its personal nature, I am sharing it&#8230; because it&#8217;s positive, and we all need something positive to read these days.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">Here&#8217;s my mother and me, still becoming acquainted:<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/01\/1974-mom-in-chair.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-1979\" src=\"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/01\/1974-mom-in-chair.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"650\" height=\"487\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/01\/1974-mom-in-chair.jpg 650w, http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/01\/1974-mom-in-chair-300x224.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><em>April 2004<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Dear Mom,<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>You are so many things to me. I&#8217;ve been thinking about my favorite memories and qualities I have seen in you.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>First, a list of memories of you as my mother:<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Music&#8230;always<br \/>\nYou read so many books to me.<br \/>\nYou rescued me from the dogs on the way to elementary school.<br \/>\nYou rolled my hair into curlers so I would be pretty.<br \/>\nYou made me eggnog when I was sick and spaghetti when it was my birthday.<br \/>\nYou sewed outfits for me&#8230; a favorite shirt with an angel patch.<br \/>\nYou helped me learn to ride a bike and roller skate and perform at my recitals.<br \/>\nYou listened and participated in my concerts.<br \/>\nYou used every resource you had to pay for music lessons.<br \/>\nYou were my chauffeur.<br \/>\nYou left sweet notes for me (I kept them all) at my bedside.<br \/>\nYou bought me pop tarts and Carnation [instant] breakfasts for early morning breakfasts in high school.<br \/>\nYou went on orchestra tour with me to Cedar City.<br \/>\nYou helped me pick out a prom dress.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>~end~<\/p>\n<p>Here are a few more things that I would like to add, 6 years later:<\/p>\n<p>You kept your kitchen clean. I could hear you doing the dishes at night after I was in bed.<\/p>\n<p>I always had clean clothes to wear.<\/p>\n<p>You worked to help me find friends that were good for me.<\/p>\n<p>I need to mention books again. I remember all of the children draped over the sofa beside you, behind you, and around you while you read to us. You were always ready to read to us.<\/p>\n<p>You were a good Scout wife. I remember when Dad went to Wood Badge for about a week and it was hard, but you were brave. I wondered why those little beads were so small. They represented a lot of time for Dad and for you. You went to the Scout office, packed for the campouts, shopped, sewed, attended, and cheered.<\/p>\n<p>You were in the PTA&#8230; always.<\/p>\n<p>You went to our Parent Teacher conferences.<\/p>\n<p>You helped me write my talks for church.<\/p>\n<p>You went to the temple with Dad.<\/p>\n<p>You were always thinking about the youth from church; a confidante to many young women.<\/p>\n<p>At registration day (i.e. Pay Us day) at high school, you paid for the yearbook and other fees and I just felt so grateful.<\/p>\n<p>You picked me up from my college dorm one day along with 6 loads of laundry that I had accumulated and helped me get back on top of my life.<\/p>\n<p>When Richard and I were sick at Westwind, you did our laundry for us.<\/p>\n<p>You seemed to know when I was sick or in need. You showed up one day at my apartment and found me suffering from a very bad cold. You took me home and made me breakfast.<\/p>\n<p>You gave me a copy of the cute handouts you made for the young women at church. I kept that &#8220;Master in Charge&#8221; card for ages.<\/p>\n<p>You were so excited to be a grandmother, you brought me (&amp; future baby) presents while I was still in labor.<\/p>\n<p>You took care of me for each surgery and birth&#8230; 7 lengthy visits.<\/p>\n<p>You drove me to the airport when I left Utah 12 years ago.<\/p>\n<p>Your voice is what I hear as I read the scriptures. So many verses you have put to music&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>You were 20 when I was born. I&#8217;m so glad.<\/p>\n<p>You gave up school so Dad could finish. You gave up school again to go on a mission.<\/p>\n<p>Of course there is so much more I can say. But at least I am saying something and not laying it aside like I did 6 years ago.<\/p>\n<p>I love you.<\/p>\n<p>~A<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I found this unfinished letter in a box a couple of nights ago. Despite its personal nature, I am sharing it&#8230; because it&#8217;s positive, and we all need something positive to read these days. Here&#8217;s my mother and me, still becoming acquainted: April 2004 Dear Mom, You are so many things to me. I&#8217;ve been &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/2010\/01\/forgotten-letter\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Forgotten Letter<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1980","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-extended-family"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1980","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1980"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1980\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1980"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1980"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1980"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}