Wednesday, 2 June 1954 9:32 am
Our baby girl, named Turquoise, was born EXACTLY one year ago. You are a beautiful girl, with fair skin, nice brown eyes and shiny blonde hair. Your first word was Mamma, and you have a lazy eye. You are the most lovable creature EVER! When you were 6 ½ months old you started crawling. You’re also very talkative (mostly babbling)! Every year, on your birthday, I will write in this journal until you are old enough to write by your self! I can’t wait till you start talking and reading!!! But goodbye now, I’ve got to go!
Thursday, 2 June 1955 10:00 am
Like I promised, exactly one year later. Turquoise, you have seemed to be the smartest little girl EVER! You already speak almost completely clear sentences! Your favorite foods are bananas, mac, avocados, and chocolate milk, and your favorite word is “Play”! Aww, you’re such a cute angel! Oh, by the way, when you read this, Turquoise, it’s your mom talking. Well, more like writing. Anyway, people say we look a lot alike, but I don’t think so. You look a lot like both your father and I combined. But you have been begging for a sibling! Good news! I might be pregnant! I hope I am! I miss when you were tiny!
Friday, 2 June 1956 11:50 am
Hi! Once again, I am back, EXACTLY ONE YEAR later! Guess WHAT! I WAS PREGNANT! I gave birth to a boy named Luther! He looks like you! But Turquoise, I have unfortunate news… I have lung cancer… But honey, everything will be fine! I’m only 25! It’s because I was a smoker when I was in my teens. I can fight it off, I hope! You have been growing each and every day! You are the sunshine in my day! Even the bad ones! I am going through chemotherapy! It’s hard sweetie… I AM STRONG ENOUGH THOUGH! Goodbye, sweetie!
Saturday, 2 June 1957 8:26 am
So far you and Luther are growing into healthy children! I can’t believe that you are 4 years old! You just began preschool, and already made several friends! I can’t explain how important you are to me! Both you and Luther mean EVERYTHING to me! DON’T EVER FORGET THAT! Yes baby I am still fighting off this cancer! I have been getting better each day… Your father is strong and makes enough money for us if you are wondering. Back to you though! You have told me about your friend, Lola, and how your teachers are great!
Saturday, 2 June 1962 1:57 pm
Your 9! Happy birthday sweetie… I don’t know how much longer I will be able to fight this off… Its been almost 7 years. You are in 4th grade though! You and Lola are still friends. She is a great girl, Turquoise! You make the best friends! I can’t believe how well you get along with your younger brother! Well, I knew you would! Honey, I am sorry I haven’t written for 5 years… My cancer got more serious and I could barely sit up! The chemo took a toll on me. You realize I might not be alive for much longer. I WILL TRY MY HARDEST! I want to be alive for your 10th birthday! I want to give you this journal! By the way, your father doesn’t know I did this! Don’t tell him until you get it! Ok? He will make me stop writing for you! I can’t do that!
Monday, 3 June 1963 12:59 pm
Mom just died. Hi. This is Turquoise. I know she tried. Also, I found this for me on my bed saying “from: Mom to: Turquoise”! I love you! I realized I broke the chain of doing an entry each year on my birthday. I can’t stop crying! I miss her so much! My little brother is on my lap right now chanting “LET ME TALK TO MOMMY!” I looked at him and started crying again. He can't talk to mommy through here. I wish we could but we can't! Mom is gone! She isn’t ever coming back! EVER AGAIN!
Monday, 2 June 1964 1:32 pm
It’s been more than a year. Mom, I know the rule, every year… I miss you! Everything is weird! I want to know why you decided to not give it to me sooner. I should start writing about myself though. I guess this journal is about me. Well, I am 11 years old, I wear glasses, and my bff is Lola. I’m in 7th grade. I have quite a few friends. I am popular and missing you more each day! I wish I would've spent more time with you! Especially when you were in the hospital.
Tuesday, 2 June 1970 9:00 am
I’m now 17. I should have written sooner, but what would I even write about?? I failed the last entry and I don’t know what to write about. I mean, I have a boyfriend now. He is very caring! His name is Garrette! See mom? Just like dad! I mean, dad's name is Garett, so spelled differently. Dad met him! I wish you were alive to meet him… Me and Lola have lost touch, but I met another girl named Natelle. Speaking of Nattelle we are supposed to hang out later! I think we are going to the mall! I still miss you, I love you!
Wednesday, 2 June 1971 5:30 pm
Mom… It’s been 8 years… I need you here! My boyfriend broke up with me! Nattelle no longer talks to me! I CAN’T DO THIS ANYMORE! I lost you, then Lola, my boyfriend and finally Nattelle. I have lost everyone that I am close with! WHY? I know you think I make the best friends but I don’t! I am officially going to be alone forever! :( This is sad it took me 18 years to figure this out! I… Don’t… Know… What… To… Even… Do! I've got to go to school… I’m sorry if this is the last thing I ever write… Bye.
Wednesday, 29 September 1971 11:15 pm
Hi, this is Garett. Honey, our own Turquoise got in a crash… She was drinking and driving… Intoxicated I would say. She is at the hospital, but we don’t know how bad her injuries are… I will update you later.
Wednesday, 29 September 1971 11:30 pm
Update, Honey- bad news… Turquoise broke her leg and arm… She also probably will have some memory issues. The car got totaled! Turquoise has no memory of what happened besides her going out with a couple of friends. Hold on, Turquoise is calling me-
Thursday, 30 September 1971 1:00 am
Update, in a week Turquoise can come back home! Aren’t you excited? Our baby Turquoise is fine, Luther is also fine! We all miss you! But bye, we are back on the one-year thing again!
Thursday, 2 June 1972
Hi mom. This is Turquoise. I am sorry about last year… I’m officially 19. I am going to college and majoring in education! Like you… I don’t have a boyfriend yet, nor a best friend, but when college comes I bet I can make a bunch more friends! But mom… I love you! For now on I am done writing. I mean, I would love to write more, but I think it should be Luther’s turn! Even though I know it is for me. So bye!