Thursday, 6 February, 1944
G.H.N. 6-4-44 My Very Own Darling, I could not let the sixth of the month pass without writing to you. As each sixth goes by I wonder how many more will pass before we are together again. It is almost ten o-clock. Two years and two months ago we were dancing in each others arms, having met each other for the first time. I never realised that such a strong love would ever grow between us. In fact, I thought that I would never see you again after that week-end. My Darling, you have no idea how thankful I am that everything turned out just as it has done, all except our being parted. Even this parting between us has taught us something – and that is to value our love for each other. I don’t think we will ever take it for granted after this, do you? I am afraid that that is not a very good description of how I really feel about it all deep down but I guess you feel the same way so you will understand. Your “sermon” duly arriv...