love letters

My grandmother passed away yesterday. It is a sad time for my family. My grandmother had been sick for some time, but it is never easy when the death finally approaches.

A few weeks ago, my aunt and cousin found love letters that my grandfather had written my grandmother. They (all 150 of them) are the most precious things I have ever read. I never knew this side of my grandparents, so I have loved reading them and imaging them when they were young. They were not married at the time and were not in the same city, so they had committed to writing each other everyday. I might get in trouble for this, but I took my favorite letter. It is beautiful. The end is my favorite.

"My Dearest Sweetheart,
I received a letter from you today that was written on green stationary. What is that a sign of? Blue means love, white means something too, but just what does green mean? Oh, I know that's the sign of jealousy. No kidding, my Darling, I always want you to be a little jealous. I guess you know that I am?

I really did like the letter you wrote yesterday. You told me things I always like to hear and you put it in such a way that it really made me feel great for the rest of the day. My Darling, I love you for your self, your blond hair, your cute little face, the way you dress and talk and walk. I love you for your purity, in both mind and action, for your tears, smiles, laughs, and frowns. I love you as the fish loves the sea and the birds love the sky. You are part of me in my every action. I eat, sleep, and live for your love and only long for yours in return. You are my every desire and being, you are my life and without you I would be nothing. I love you, I love you, I love you (I hope you don't think this is corny because it is straight from my heart and I have never said it to another).

Daddy has been talking to me for the last few days about buying a lot on which to build. I really didn't take him seriously until today and then I decided that I would look around for one. When you come to see me again, we'll look together and pick what you like. Is it a date?

I know this will probably be hard to pull but I would like you to try to get off some Friday soon and come see me again...Play sick, play anything but hurry and catch that 10:30AM bus for Mobile. Tell your mother I said to pull a few strings for you, she's a big wheel around there. Come on now, I won't take no for an answer.

We were at the supper table tonight and Larry brought up the subject of girls and said that he had a date tonight. Betty asked if he were pinned because he had been going with this same girl for some time... Mother came in then and said if he were to get one as cute and as sweet as you he'd really be doing ok. Just like I told you before, Baby, you're in like flynn...

About all the news, my Darling, and I say again and again that I love you with all my heart, soul, mind, and being. Be good, be sweet, be mine for I am yours.

Yours always and a day with love,
Wallace

P.S. I love you."

I love picturing my grandmother this way. I love that I found this. Why don't boys write like this today?