Saturday, 15 January, 1944 - Grace's letter

G.H.N.                                                                                          (90)

9.30 a.m.  15-1-44

My Very Own Darling, This is the third time I have picked up my pen to write this letter to you.  The first time I tried I had to suddenly dash away to a patient that had collapsed – the second time the doctor arrived and just as I got rid of him I had to admit a new case so I decided that the only place I could write and not be disturbed was in my own bedroom – and now I am not so sure that Kit will not come dashing in any minute.

Darling, your forty-one page letter arrived this morning.  It is terrific!!  If you think that I am going to try and beat that record I am afraid that you are wrong.  Much as I would like to – I should find it impossible.

Thank you for it Darling – you know you do spoil me.  Everybody just sat and stared open mouthed when I told them I had received forty-one pages from you.  Were they jealous?!!  However long did it take you to write it?  It is grand to think that you think so much about me that you will spend all the time you must have spent writing that letter to me.

Would you mind very much Darling, if I took the letter home and let your people and my people read it – that is, all except three pages between you and I.  I shall feel so mean if I keep it all to myself.

Darling, how is it that when one wants say certain things one cannot always find the words in which to say it.  I want to tell you Darling just how much I love you – for everything.  You are so kind, so human and understanding and you like and appreciate the simple things in life.  There are lots of other things that I love you for too Darling.  I love you because you are just you.  There I go – I seem to have got all mixed up and I guess you will not have the foggiest notion of what I am trying to tell you.

Maybe I had better not try to tell you but store it up until you come home.

Your other sea letter containing your photograph also arrived this morning.  I agree with you it is an improvement on the last one you sent me.  I think that it is quite good.  Kit and I have managed to make an appointment for Feb. 14th for our photographs taking.  You might manage to receive one sometime before next Christmas!

All my love then, Dear, your very own Grace  xxxxxxxxxxxxx


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