Sunday, 23 & Monday, 24 May, 1943

Selston                   (25)

Sunday, 23^rd

My Precious Darling,

Whenever I start writing your letters I feel lonely and sentimental and I realise how much I am still missing you and how much Darling – I love you.

Not that I only feel this way when I write to you – I often feel like it and wonder how you are.

At the end of each day – before I go to sleep I think “Well – that is one more day gone & one more day nearer to our meeting and being together for always”.  Dreadful isn’t it to wish ones time away but until you come home my Dear, the time cannot go quickly enough.

It is now almost fifteen weeks since the last short stay which we had together.  It has been more like fifteen years!

Yes, I suppose I am feeling a little impatient to-night but even as I write and look back upon our success in your part of the world I think that after all – the war may not last much longer and it has to be won before our dreams can come true – so why get impatient?

According to your letters I know that you too feel that way sometimes.  Never mind Darling, some day .....

I have just re-read the letter where you told me about the friend of yours whose girl had decided that she did not love him any more and wrote and told him so.  How dreadful for him – poor boy.

Yes, my Dear, you are right, that will never happen between us.  Our love for each other is too deep.

I have not heard from home since I came back so I cannot tell you how things are at Grimethorpe.

I feel as if I have been back for ages – not just six days.

As you can see, I am still at Selston.  When I came back here last Tuesday I was told that it was for few days but it looks as if it is going to be many days.  I do not expect getting back now until next week-end.

May 24^th

I thought that this mornings post might bring me a letter from home – but it did not.  As any letters from you will be at the G. H. N. I will have to wait until Wed: evening before I can collect them.  Thursday is my day off.

In my last letter I believe I mentioned that I now have a ward full of boys to cope with.  Whew!  What a handful they are too. 

Last night two of them (aged 14) were up.  They were not supposed to go outside.  I went in the ward to take their temperatures and found them missing.  I eventually found that they had climbed out of the window and were bird watching in a field next to the hospital.  They certainly gave me a headache.

I also have a terrible job at breakfast time with them.  They will not eat porridge.  I ought not to say “will not” because they have to but only with a good deal of persuasion and perseverance.  It makes me realise the “patience is a virtue”.

However, taken on the whole, they are grand lads and I really enjoy having them.

As I have a great pile of “home work” to do sometime within the next twenty four hours I guess I had better finish your letter Dear and start it.  I shall be glad when it is September and it is all over. (I hope).

And now Darling – Bye-bye.  All my love, Grace  xxxxxxxx