My Mother's Diaries

I was reminded this afternoon about my Mother's diaries.

Maybe 15-20 year's ago, my Mother asked me a favor. She said when she died, would I please get all her diaries and, without reading them, burn them.

I, of course, agreed. I knew they existed. I actually read her entry when I told her that I would be marrying Fran (some 44 years ago). There was nothing there that said I was a 16 year old kid who had got a girl pregnant. She kinda wrote in code. The entry said, "John told us of his future plans."

But, after she died and I learned that my brother Joe and his wife Kathy were cleaning out the house, I told them any diaries they found should be kept for me to dispose of.

Oddly enough, no one found any diaries. All I can figure is that she didn't trust me enough and burned them herself.

That makes me kinda sad...