Dear Billie-Jo... .. I have some bad news... ...I can't go... ..to your graduation.. cause the Doctor said so... this illness still has me... partially down... but each day I'm getting better... and I'm gaining ground... just REMEMBER.. the best part of me... is going to be there... for.. my HEART is going... so save me that chair... and every time you look over... where that chair is placed... remember... ALL MY LOVE... is filling that space. By Ruth Ann Christopher September 10th, 1998
Reason for writing:
Beege, I'm so sorry that I can't make it out there for your graduation. The blood clots in my head also caused damage to my balance and the doctor said it would be dangerous for me. I know you'll understand. I will see you when you get home.. in the mean time...good news! I can get out of bed and I can walk now.. slow but sure. I use the canes and walker. It feels good to be getting better. Keep praying for me... I love you. Grandma
Birth sign: Pisces
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