Day 44: Almost a Year March 2, 1862

In a couple of months, it will mark a year since they came and recruited my brothers to start their training and a year since I started writing all of this. Hopefully a year will be a enough, and the boys will be home permanently. Lets just hope, I wish I could get a letter its been quite some months since I got one. I really hope everything is ok and that they are doing alright since I havent heard from them. Hopefully Momma will let me respond immediately when I receive the letter and they will get it. The snow is starting to melt away and its almost time to start to turn the soil to prepare the process of the tobacco growing. I hope Poppa will let me help, I am 12 and I am fully am a loud to help out. Since we are short slaves, I think Poppa will let me and plus its good to know in the future just in case in my husband does this stuff. But thats way in the future, we dont have to worry about that right now. Staying positive these days and just keeping my head held up high and I know we will make it.

~Beth