My darlings at home!
Yesterday evening around 9 pm I smoked a forbidden cigarette in a quiet place in the house. It was the first one in many days, since the doctor forbid me from smoking and I have to openly admit that I didn’t even have the desire to do it. So I looked out the window quite cheerily. There I saw the full moon lit up over the landscape and thought about home. I dreamt of it so deeply and took strength in that dream. Yesterday I hardly had any pains and thus my thoughts were free to wander. This moon, that illuminated a bright, starry night, led my thoughts to you. That same moon that revealed itself to me there in all its beauty had also shone on you, and thus a connection with the homeland was created.
Yesterday was of course Tuesday and so I imagined you, Uncle Franz and the good Agathe sitting in the living room. You women had some kind of work at hand and Uncle Franz was in a bad mood again. His bad mood must have been caused by the latest meeting at the Ortsgruppe, and you two have really done your best to put him in a better mood again. That plan is made easier by the fact that you are all drinking a cup of coffee and discussing your whole daily routine, or at least the most important things. The night winds down to a close peacefully after you listen to the daily news. You think and speak of me as well, how I am doing and whether I am already feeling better or not. You can all rest assured. Since I haven’t had to do any stressful work and can take care of myself here, I am already doing better. Just the lying in bed all day, that’s made me a bit weaker and you know that the food on a special diet isn’t known for being plentiful. Tomorrow we will be sent to Paris.
Now back to the moon and the clear, starry night. The moon casts another question into the air as I think on the homeland. Will the Brits come tonight? I don’t think so, because the big ships are still away. Maybe we’ll hear something again soon, like the recent invasion in the canal or some other heroic deed. Soldiers in a military hospital have only two topics of conversation: home and war. We read of the successes of our Japanese allies with admiration.
It made my happy that my lottery number 280996 won again, even though it was only the Einsatz. Enter the lottery again but use the other number that I played for you (Number 302097). They both won in that class. I think that when I come home, I’ll play both of them again. Did Franz get the Einsatz as well, or did he lose again? Poor guy!
I’d like to see if they’re able to cure me again, how long it will take until it’s through and then above all, how long it lasts. With you, my love, I would be in the right hands. I would receive the most exact diet. I get that here as well, but you know how it is, if we are able to get something ‘forbidden’ then we won’t pass it up. That would be difficult under your watchful eye, but maybe I could manage it if I went about it cleverly.
Keep your spirits up and I will as well, and when the weather is better and there’s not as much snow, go visit our aunt, and maybe you could also write her some time between now and then.
I send you my greetings, also to our dear children.
From your Josef, who loves you