I'm sorry I haven't written in a while, work at the hospital has been busier than ever and I can't even remember the last time I got a full five hours of sleep. I miss you and father and Anna so much and a day doesn't pass where I don't think of our family being together again. The troops here need me, though, and as much as I miss our little farm, I know that I have a job I need to fulfill by serving as a nurse in the army. I feel like for the first time, I'm truely doing something that benefits more than just a few people and I'm making a difference in the war by aiding the injured. Last week, a soldier was placed here with a bullet wound in his leg, had lost quite a bit of blood and had suffered from inhaling a tiny bit of poisonous gas. Many of the nurses believed he wouldn't make it, but he is healing well, and it's in instances like that one when I have hope in the war. The days can be long and tiring, but most nights I go to sleep proud of what I was able to accomplish that day. You would think that working in a place full of dying men would be very depressing and difficult to do everyday, but we're also saving lives as well, which is a light at the end of a tunnel. Whenever another man dies it can feel like the war will never end. I know, though, that when it does finally end, I'll be able to say that I served as a nurse in the war and I am proud.
Enough about me, though. I want to hear about how you guys are doing. With so many jobs available, has Anna been able to find one yet? What about father? Is his job supporting the family? I hope you are still knitting as well- that was always one of your favorite hobbies, especially when you have a lot on your mind. I hope you are all healthy and doing well and that I will hear from you soon.
Much love-
Stephanie