Wednesday, 2 February, 1944 - Stan's letter

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Sergt. S. Bristow,
Headquarters
15 L of C Signals
Cen Med Forces                                                                           109.

2 Feb 44

My Very Own Darling,

Good morning and a very happy birthday!  I feel almost a happy man again.  After waiting for a fortnight, which seemed like years and years, your letters have started arriving again.  One was dated the 15^th and another the 18^th.  What has happened to those you have written to me between 9 and 15 Jan, only the Army Post Office knows.  I suppose they’ll turn up eventually.

Darling, your letters are always so thrilling and well worth waiting lots and lots of fortnights for.  You certainly made me blush as I read one of them, paying all those compliments to me!  You know, Darling, I am not really as good as you try to tell me I am!!  The best thing of all, however, is the thrill of being able to read how much you love me and miss me, even after we have been separated for a year.  It is absolutely grand having a girl like you waiting for me in England.  I don’t really know what I should do without you, Darling.

And you say that it is kind of me to spend my time writing letters to you!  My Dear, there’s nothing that I can do which will ever repay you for all the happiness you have brought into my life.  And anyway, when I am writing to you, it makes me feel that I am near to you, as I yearn to be.  Writing and describing all the various thing to you, too, is the nearest approach to having you by my side to experience them first hand.  The only thing I regret is that I don’t get as much time as some people do for writing letters.   I have another long one to write to you when I get time, describing a climb to the top of the volcano, Mount Etna, which I had in October.  Since then, however, I haven’t had time to settle down to doing it, there’s been so much to do.

You ask, Darling, if I would mind you letting your parents see my letter.  Of course, not Darling.  Anything you wish to show them is O.K. with me.  Actually, it should be me asking you if you minded the fact that I made almost word for word copy of the descriptive parts of your letter for Mother and Dad.  I hope you didn’t mind, but I really couldn’t manage to make my brain think of different words for Mother and Dad.  You understand, don’t you dear?

As soon as I woke up this morning, my thoughts turned to Nottingham and I wished so much that I could just pop in, take you into my arms and give you a big hug and birthday kiss.

How I long for that thrilling moment when I shall be able to take you into my arms once again Darling, and feel the touch of your lips against mine, and experience the thrills that only you can give to me.

So you find the same difficulty as I do.  There are often lots and lots of things pass through my head when I am dreaming about you and the times we have had and will have together, and I think to myself “I’ll tell Grace that, next time I write” and then when I sit down and try ..... well, words just won’t express the deepness of the things I want to tell you.

My feelings for you, Darling (and I know that yours for me are similar) are much deeper and mean more than even those thrilling words “I love you” can express, so until we are together once again, we shall just have to be satisfied with the inadequate feelings words can express.

I’ll write you a sea letter as soon as I can scrounge the time (I haven’t had any longer than an evening off for about four months now).

Until next time then, Dearest, keep my love.  It is yours for ever. 

Always yours Stan xxxxxxxxx

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