R is for Rain
My dear John,
April showers are certainly in full swing here in Braintree. It's refreshing to see the rain after the dry spell we had. I was afraid that the crops would not get the water they needed, but this storm will certainly keep them growing for a while.
Little Abby has taken it upon herself to run out in the rain, squealing with Tom. I am sorely afraid they will catch cold, but they are having too much fun for me to interfear. I must confess, my dear, that I long to run out there with them, letting the rain flow down my face, soaking my down and shift.
I realize, though, that I have left my childhood so far behind that it would be unbecoming of me as a woman. It reminds me, of you, of your days held in the gaol of Congress, your spirit dampened by the combined power of personality around you. I know, however, that like the sun that just broke through our clouds, your spirit will not be broken, but rise above its challenges.
I miss you, my love, and long for the day to come where you will come home to me and hold me in your arms.
I am, as I ever was and ever shall be, your dearest friend,
Abigail
April showers are certainly in full swing here in Braintree. It's refreshing to see the rain after the dry spell we had. I was afraid that the crops would not get the water they needed, but this storm will certainly keep them growing for a while.
Little Abby has taken it upon herself to run out in the rain, squealing with Tom. I am sorely afraid they will catch cold, but they are having too much fun for me to interfear. I must confess, my dear, that I long to run out there with them, letting the rain flow down my face, soaking my down and shift.
I realize, though, that I have left my childhood so far behind that it would be unbecoming of me as a woman. It reminds me, of you, of your days held in the gaol of Congress, your spirit dampened by the combined power of personality around you. I know, however, that like the sun that just broke through our clouds, your spirit will not be broken, but rise above its challenges.
I miss you, my love, and long for the day to come where you will come home to me and hold me in your arms.
I am, as I ever was and ever shall be, your dearest friend,
Abigail