Saturday, 15 July, 1944

Grimethorpe                                                              (150)

15.7.44

My Precious Darling,

A letter arrived from you yesterday.  As it was quite late when I arrived from 19’ last night I decided to postpone my reply until to-day.  You had written it on July 7^th so it had only taken a week to come.

Darling, I do look forward to your letters so very much.  I still miss you terribly and how I am longing for your return.  I guess you long to be home as much as I am looking forward to you coming.  When I sit at this kitchen table with the old clock ticking away and everything else very quiet (it is now 11.15 p/m) my mind goes back eighteen months and more ago and I think of all the happy hours we have spent here together.

The fire now is low in the grate – just as it used to be about 2 a/m but instead of having the man that I love by my side to put his arm around me and to tell each other how much in love we are, I have to pen my thoughts to him.  I wonder how much longer we shall be apart?

However these husbands and wives exist that have been apart for 3 or 4 years I really do not know.  If I thought that it would be so long before I see you again I think I should be smuggling myself on the next ship out to Italy, or parcelling myself up in the hope that the A.P.O. Censor would let me through.

I think that that is enough sentimentality for one night.  You must feel homesick enough at times without such letters as this to make you feel worse.

As I have already mentioned I paid a visit to number 19’ last night.

Your Mother very kindly asked me to take Vera up this afternoon for tea – if she felt like it.  Vera was feeling alright so we duly arrived at your home and arrived back home about 8 p/m.  Your Mother showed Vera the family photographs including the one of you when you were only a few months old!!

You gave me a great thrill when you asked me if I had thought of where I might want us to spend our honeymoon.  I hardly dare to think about it – you know what usually happens to castles built in the air!  All I pray for my Precious is to have you safely home again, to be in each others arms again and then to really start living.

Good-night and happy dreams.  For ever your own, Grace   xxxxxxxxx

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