Yesterday my love went to war and I promised I would write him right away. I miss him with every passing moment and hope he comes home safe and sound. The kids are still sad to see their father go but have faith that he will return. I plan on getting a job here shortly. I’ve heard from several people that they are accepting women in the work force, even in factories! Lucy down the street just got a job after her husband left for war. She said its very liberating to be working for herself, and how they place the women in particular jobs that are best suited for them. I believe the women can do just as well as those men can. Anyways I hope my love is doing okay. I hope that when he’s scared or homesick he can just read my letters and feel better. In every letter I assure him that he has a family back home who loves him and that they a waiting for him to return. I plan to write him everyday to possibly ease the pain in the war. I know the advertisements and slogans make war sound fun and happy but how can war possibly be a happy place. I’m scared for him but I’m hoping he keeps faith. Maybe my letters and care packages will help him get through battles and help him come home. I sure do hope he comes home. His kids need him and I need him. For now its just me and the kids and shortly I will hopefully get a job at the munitions factory to help with bills but also to help the war efforts. I think it actually might be fun to get a real job and to know that I’m doing something to help the war. Praying that my husband stays safe wherever he is. Tomorrow I’m going to go into town to try to get the factory job. Wish me luck!
8th May 1918
I’m about to go downtown to the factory to try for a job. I’m nervous but I think I actually might get it. Another one of my friends just got a job at the factory. This morning I heard that my good friend Rosie went to war to be a field nurse. I am now praying for both her and my husband and that they come home safe