sunday december 14th 1862 dear thomas we are all well here at the hospital i am
Sunday, December 14th 1862
Dear Thomas,
We are all well here at the hospital. I am hoping that my letter finds you the same. The other nurses and I have found the hospital quite all right, albeit a bit understaffed and in need of simple supplies. A colleague I met on my travels here has fallen under the weather, I suspect dysentery. A nasty disease, I remember from when my Papa had fallen ill with dysentery a few years prior. I find myself a bit worried for my mother. She was quite vexed when I announced I was volunteering my nursing services to the Union. I am her youngest daughter, you see, and I am sure she did not want to see me depart, and so close YuleTide.
I see these wounded men laying in these sick beds, and my heart hurts to think that these men could possibly be you. I pray and pray that you will come out of this war alive and well, so we can be married at last. I long to be at home with you, surrounded by holly and spiced rum, with a fire roaring in the hearth and the smell of a lovely large evergreen.<div class="google-auto-placed ap_container" style="width: 100%; height: auto; clear: both; text-align: center;"><ins data-ad-format="auto" class="adsbygoogle adsbygoogle-noablate" data-ad-client="ca-pub-6957890048511622" data-adsbygoogle-status="done" style="display: block; margin: auto; background-color: transparent; height: 0px;"><ins id="aswift_2_expand" style="display: inline-table; border: none; height: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; position: relative; visibility: visible; width: 298px; background-color: transparent;" tabindex="0" title="Advertisement" aria-label="Advertisement"><ins id="aswift_2_anchor" style="display: block; border: none; height: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; position: relative; visibility: visible; width: 298px; background-color: transparent; overflow: hidden; opacity: 0;"><iframe width="298" height="600" frameborder="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" vspace="0" hspace="0" allowtransparency="true" scrolling="no" allowfullscreen="true" onload="var i=this.id,s=window.google_iframe_oncopy,H=s&&s.handlers,h=H&&H[i],w=this.contentWindow,d;try{d=w.document}catch(e){}if(h&&d&&(!d.body||!d.body.firstChild)){if(h.call){setTimeout(h,0)}else if(h.match){try{h=s.upd(h,i)}catch(e){}w.location.replace(h)}}" id="aswift_2" name="aswift_2" style="left: 0px; position: absolute; top: 0px; border: 0px; width: 298px; height: 600px; overflow: visible;"></iframe></ins></ins></ins>
My mother had sent word that your mother is doing quite well. It seems that her pregnancy is progressing very steadily. I am sure your father is hoping for another boy, but if I may say, I am praying that you will have a baby sister, your mother’s first daughter if I am not mistaken. I pray that your mother stays healthy and maintains her strength for her childbed.<div class="google-auto-placed ap_container" style="width: 100%; height: auto; clear: both; text-align: center;"><ins data-ad-format="auto" class="adsbygoogle adsbygoogle-noablate" data-ad-client="ca-pub-6957890048511622" data-adsbygoogle-status="done" style="display: block; margin: auto; background-color: transparent; height: 0px;"><ins id="aswift_3_expand" style="display: inline-table; border: none; height: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; position: relative; visibility: visible; width: 298px; background-color: transparent;" tabindex="0" title="Advertisement" aria-label="Advertisement"><ins id="aswift_3_anchor" style="display: block; border: none; height: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; position: relative; visibility: visible; width: 298px; background-color: transparent; overflow: hidden; opacity: 0;"><iframe width="298" height="240" frameborder="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" vspace="0" hspace="0" allowtransparency="true" scrolling="no" allowfullscreen="true" onload="var i=this.id,s=window.google_iframe_oncopy,H=s&&s.handlers,h=H&&H[i],w=this.contentWindow,d;try{d=w.document}catch(e){}if(h&&d&&(!d.body||!d.body.firstChild)){if(h.call){setTimeout(h,0)}else if(h.match){try{h=s.upd(h,i)}catch(e){}w.location.replace(h)}}" id="aswift_3" name="aswift_3" style="left: 0px; position: absolute; top: 0px; border: 0px; width: 298px; height: 240px; overflow: visible;"></iframe></ins></ins></ins>
I am glad that I am here to help nurse these men back to health, but if I may say, it is quite draining. The only thing that keeps me going is the remembrance of your glorious smile and the sound of your laughter. I so long to hear your voice again. For now, I have comfort in knowing that you are fighting for a noble cause and that there is a little hope that we may see each other again. Hopefully soon. Please stay well for me, and write back soon.
With so much love,
Florence Mae.
