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GenPrompt Bingo: Diaries and Journals
Ignite the mind’s spark to rise the sun in you (300 words) by Sharpest_Asp
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: M.A.S.H. (MASH) [TV]
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Margaret J. "Hot Lips" Houlihan
Additional Tags: Introspection, Memories
Summary:
Margaret hadn't actually kept a diary during her first war. By the second, she had picked up the habit. But she had taken all of the letters, so carefully saved, always packed in the bottom of her bug-out bag, and pieced together her memories in a journal of sorts.
The letters had served to remind her of antics, as her correspondents replied to ask more about this incident or that. She was glad of it, having opened that era of her life more frequently than later diaries, reminding herself of what had built her into the woman she had become.
Word would come of those who had passed on, and she would flip through, remembering them alive and sharing the survival in war with her. She had cried, and the journal bore marks from those tears.
Sometimes, she remembered the woman she started the war as. Father's disappointment for not being a son, father's hope for another medal-studded soldier… oh but she had been shaped in his shadow too much to know who she could be in those first months.
She touched the page where she had carefully fixed snapshots of each of her nurses, finger lingering under Kellye's picture, remembering how bold and firm she had been in the face of adversity. Ginger and that others — Margaret had learned to be human, but still firm, by coming to understand what her nurses needed to make it through the hell they lived in.
Other pictures, with one of the few serious shots of Hawkeye, were also lingered over, while a smile touched her lips at Klinger in one of his fabulous costumes.
She was tired this time, looking at her memories. What life might have been if she hadn't known them…
…her eyes closed, fingers placed near her colonel's picture.
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: M.A.S.H. (MASH) [TV]
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Margaret J. "Hot Lips" Houlihan
Additional Tags: Introspection, Memories
Summary:
Margaret looks back...
Ignite the mind’s spark to rise the sun in you
Margaret hadn't actually kept a diary during her first war. By the second, she had picked up the habit. But she had taken all of the letters, so carefully saved, always packed in the bottom of her bug-out bag, and pieced together her memories in a journal of sorts.
The letters had served to remind her of antics, as her correspondents replied to ask more about this incident or that. She was glad of it, having opened that era of her life more frequently than later diaries, reminding herself of what had built her into the woman she had become.
Word would come of those who had passed on, and she would flip through, remembering them alive and sharing the survival in war with her. She had cried, and the journal bore marks from those tears.
Sometimes, she remembered the woman she started the war as. Father's disappointment for not being a son, father's hope for another medal-studded soldier… oh but she had been shaped in his shadow too much to know who she could be in those first months.
She touched the page where she had carefully fixed snapshots of each of her nurses, finger lingering under Kellye's picture, remembering how bold and firm she had been in the face of adversity. Ginger and that others — Margaret had learned to be human, but still firm, by coming to understand what her nurses needed to make it through the hell they lived in.
Other pictures, with one of the few serious shots of Hawkeye, were also lingered over, while a smile touched her lips at Klinger in one of his fabulous costumes.
She was tired this time, looking at her memories. What life might have been if she hadn't known them…
…her eyes closed, fingers placed near her colonel's picture.