March 5th, 1890
Melody,
Nothing unusual here, though Edric had things to sort at work. It feels as though something is amiss, but I haven't found it yet.
It's quite darling really, needed a little fixing up, but I have a little library and we have a spare room for another child still. It'll be comfortable for a long while yet. I cannot wait for the garden to be in bloom this year, I put a lot of hard work into it last year.
You're quite right though, the unbalanced nature of our predicaments. I have not spoken to my parents since we moved and have only see my sisters a handful of times. It's not easy, but I made me decisions and I will stick to them, hoping they come around eventually. My little family is all I need.
It'll all be fine, as I hope it is for you!
Fondly,
February
February