Wednesday, November 27, 1985
I spent all day Monday and Tuesday packing. Richard took Wednesday off work to help me pack the last of our belongings.
Thursday, November 28, 1985
It’s Thanksgiving today, but we weren’t able to celebrate it, since we were busy moving all our boxes into the trailer. There is still some furniture at the house that won’t fit in our car, so we will have to come back another day to get it.
Tonight was our first night to sleep in our new home. I didn’t feel bad about not having Thanksgiving. I was grateful to be away from mom and to be our own little family!
Friday, November 29, 1985
Richard had today off from work. We spent the day unpacking. I even managed to hang some pictures. It’s already starting to feel like home.
Wednesday, December 4, 1985
When Richard came home from work, we went to the church office building to meet Mom, who had papers for us to sign to remove our names from the mortgage. Richard and I were being polite, but Mom was awful! We drove Mom and Beth to the Bishop’s house so that we could get the papers notarized by the Bishop. We drove Mom and Beth back to their house, then headed home.
By the time we got home, it was 8:00 pm. Jared was asleep by 9:00 pm. When we got back, I was so tired! It’s hard being a mom 24 hours a day, but Jared is so worth it. I love him so much!
Saturday, December 7, 1985
This morning, after I had nursed Jared, Richard took care of him from 7:00 am till 9:00 am so that I could go back to bed and sleep some more. I was so grateful to Richard for doing that for me, so I could get some rest.
Sunday, December 8, 1985
A few days ago, I called mom to let her know that Richard’s brother would let us use his truck, and that we’d be coming after church today to pick up the rest of our things.
Mom called me this morning to tell me that whatever we had left behind was hers. I tried to reason with her. She got upset and said we had signed papers saying the house no longer belonged to us, and therefore, everything in it was hers. She then said she would sue me if I came to get the rest of our belongings.
After I got off the phone with her, I was shaking. I realized that’s why she was so eager for us to sign the house over to her. She had planned this! I can’t believe that she is my mother, and I don’t understand how she can treat me this way!
We knew what time mom’s church was, so we made sure to go to her house when she and Beth were gone.
When we got to her house, we tried to unlock the door, but Mom had changed the lock. Richard checked all the windows and found one that was unlocked, so we were able to get into the house. Richard’s brother was with us and helped us quickly get the rest of our belongings.
We brought some of our furniture to Richard’s parents’ house so they could store it for us, since it wouldn’t fit in the trailer. The rest of our stuff we brought back.
Wednesday, December 11, 1985
While Richard was at work, I got a knock on the door. I opened the door. It was a police man. He told me that he was there because Mom had called the police station and reported that we had broken into her house and stolen some of her things. Then he showed me a list of the items we had taken.
I told the police officer that it was true we had gone in through a window, but that the things we had taken belonged to us. Then I explained to him what had really happened.
The police officer said my mom wanted us arrested, but he figured we weren’t criminals because we hadn’t stolen any of her jewelry or anything else valuable. He let me know he believed what I had told him. He added I am here to arrest criminals, and you don’t seem like a criminal to me, and I am not here to get in the middle of a family dispute. Then he said, “I consider this case closed, hope you have a good rest of the day.” Then he left.
Thursday, December 12, 1985
Richard called me from work to say Mom’s Bishop had called him to say we needed to return Mom’s belongings. Richard told the Bishop not to call him while he was at work, and then he told him to fuck off.
I can’t believe Mom had put the Bishop up to this, or that the Bishop would do what she had asked him to do. I wish she would leave us alone. I wanted to write her a letter telling her to leave us alone, but I knew it would do no good.
Oh, how I wished she would drop dead so that I could be free of her once and for all!
Tuesday, December 24, 1985
We had Christmas with Richard’s mom, dad, and some of his siblings. I had hoped it would seem more natural to be with his family after Jared was born. But it’s still as weird as ever. I wish we didn’t have to go there, especially since I got sick from their 3 cats. My lungs hurt, and I had a hard time breathing.
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