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pray really hard for her. I just finished writing her a letter, as I’ve felt for a while now that I should. Maybe I should have done it sooner.
Thursday afternoon…
    I arrived home from the wedding, and I’m here alone. It’s only 3:15, but I couldn’t stand it any longer. For one thing, I wanted to see if I had received a letter from you. I also have a splitting headache. It may have come from seeing all those couples together. By the way—there was a letter, and no, I will never get tired of your letters. You can write as often as you want.
    Now about the wedding. Joan wore light blue, and the two witness girls a little darker blue. The witness couples were Robert and Beth on Richard’s side and Joan’s cousin Ella and her boyfriend on her side.
    The table waiter girls wore dark blue, and they were seated in this order:
    Ryan, a cousin to Richard and Marie
    Carl and Bernice
    James and Mary (your sis)
    Alan and Melissa
    Ben and Elva
    Steve and Lydia
    Lyle and Heidi
    Edward and Wilma from Mio
    Adam and Brenda
    Bishop Enos married Richard and Joan, with a visiting minister having the first part. Everett Gingerich read the Scripture, and Bishop Enos had the main sermon, of course. It was a good one, and not too long. They were all done by noon, which, as you know, is always an accomplishment for Amish weddings.
    The weather was warm and muggy, and not nearly as nice as yesterday. I got to sit between Rhoda and Rebecca to eat dinner. I really enjoy those two. The food was excellent. We had ham and potatoes together in one dish, chicken done with an awesome sauce, salad, and fruit. Then, of course, the usual assortment of pies and date pudding. I didn’t have supper last night or breakfast this morning, so that’s probably the real reason for my headache. But don’t blame me or laugh at me. Weddings are special occasions for everyone, even when you aren’t the one being married.
    Rhoda is a jewel of a girl. If anyone could have made me laugh today, it was her. The two of us, along with Adam and Brenda, were talking about being nervous on our first dates and being ill at ease if we had partners we hardly knew. Rhoda said that if we just say something about being ill at ease it sometimes breaks the ice. She said once when she and Delbert were having a date she was fiddling with her fingers. Delbert asked, “Are you nervous?” She had to laugh and admit it was true.
    A lot of people asked about you today and sympathized with me since you’re so far away. Rhoda said she and Delbert weren’t together for months at a time. I hadn’t known much about their courtship, but I guess it would have had to be conducted at long distance since he comes from Holmes County. So we aren’t the only ones who go through this, but it still doesn’t make it any easier. Also Rhoda said she thinks it’s good for a couple to be apart for a while, that it makes them appreciate the other so much more. I think maybe she is right—but still…
    I’m going to help clean up at the Helmuths’ tomorrow, but for nowthere is the singing to live through. I hope you’re not jealous if I’m taken to the table by someone, as you know how it goes. Those matchmakers don’t take no for an answer.
    Tell the youth girls in Iowa “Hi” for me. I would love to meet them, but I hope they don’t expect too much, as they may well be disappointed. Also tell Lonnie and Luella thanks for taking care of you and that I send my greetings.
    Take good care of yourself, Eugene.
    I love you,
    Your Naomi

Saturday, September 11
My dearest Naomi ,
    I finished rereading all the letters I’ve received from you so far—four of them. I’m left with sorrow wrapped around my heart. Not because of the letters, but because I miss you. I’ve hit my first real low, and I’m not sure why. Maybe because I knew Richard and Joan’s wedding was this week. What fun that would have been. I wrote you a letter last night, but it sounded too depressed so I’m not mailing