Twenty-second installment from the diary of my great-grandfather’s sister Alise, written during the First World War. When the diary starts, she is living just a few miles from the front lines of the Eastern Front, and is then forced to flee with her husband and two young daughters to her family’s house near Limbaži as the war moves even closer. It was here that her third child, a son, was born in February 1916. For more background, see here, and click on the tag “diary entries” to see all of the entries that I have posted.

April 25, 1916

After the rain – the sun shines, after sorrow comes happiness! Never wallow in the dark days, but be patient, quietly, be patient. Everything will come at its time, as God has decreed, for he does good, what needs to be done, and now for us, after a long wait Papa has finally found us a good place – even if finding it has been full of all sorts of obstacles.