Friday, March 6:
R. works; I to the house with the children. Concern over the great amount of money being spent. In the afternoon there again, in the evening discussed the difficulties of the children with R.; resolve to send the eldest ones to an aristocratic institute. Spent the whole night in thoughts and worries of this kind.
It is indeed wonderful that a glance at the brightly shining moon should be able to bring me solace; no word from another human being could, I believe, be of help to me, but a flower, a moonbeam, comforts a sore heart.