October 19th, 1861

This morning, I woke up and got ready for work. I woke Emma up to get ready for school and she didn't look very good. Her face was pale, her eyes were red. I took her temperature and she had a high fever. Emma was sick so she went back to sleep and I decided to stay home with her for the day. Emma started throwing up and did not feel good at all. I figured it was a stomach bug and if it wasn't any better by tomorrow, I would take her to the doctor. I made Emma my famous recipe, chicken noodle soup and gave her some medicine. Emma fell right asleep after she ate and woke up later, feeling better. Hopefully, Emma didn't miss much at school and I called the market saying I couldn't make it to work.

Emma and I sat around the fire that night, looking at the paper for more news about the war. Every time we read about the victories of the Union, we picture Samuel fighting off the strongest people from the confederate army. He was never one to be scared or back down from a challenge. We were still curious to when he will come home. Everything is so different and I try not to act sad in front of Emma. I want her to feel as if he is fighting for her and not just some what of a fact he wanted to leave. He had no choice, but why him? Out of all the many people they choose, Samuel was one. But everything happens for a reason. Soon, Samuel will be back home to dear Emma and I.