There is that Wonderful Peace, the Gift of God's Love surrounding all the Country and filling the hearts of the people. Praise Him from Whom all Blessings flow!
Weather is real Wintry, below freezing. I'm not as well as usual. Perhaps the weather is to blame for that. Am sitting at bed side writing this, have Nite Robe and Jacket on. Dad cooked our Breakfast. I ate my Oats and Coffee. May return to my bed. Have read Scripture Psalm 27, 130.
Received a letter from Loys. She and Buddy have both had long siege of sickness. God Bless their dear lives! Wish I were well enough to help them some way. Maybe I can write her a short letter to cheer her up. Am so weak and frail after my spell of lung and throat soreness of six weeks or more.
Mary did the housework, went with Dad after the Mail, then finished cooking dinner after which she left to be with the young folks at Clinton.
Very bright and some warmer on the outside, looks so pretty and pleasant there. Mary made me two silk pongee house coats to wear over nite robe when I was too sick and weak to be in full day dress.
January 1941
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