Sunday, March 20, 2011

Letters from Grama Sunday 4 June 1916

My darling Frank:

I am so happy! So perfectly happy that I almost burst with joy and expect to wake at any moment and find that I'm still dreaming. I never knew such a state of bliss existed or that such love was in store for me. I'm afraid to breathe for fear something will happen and spoil it all. Really, dearest, you don't know how hard it is to keep my secret and I'll simply have to let it out pretty soon or just explode. I want to talk about it all the time and it is all I think of. Poor Hazel just pesters me to death asking questions and I think she pretty well guesses the real state of affairs altho' I deny everything. When Mariam talks about her plans I simply nearly die wanting to tell mine & it's just awful not to.

I feel so dreadfully important now and almost like I had done something wonderful for the whole family is so lovely to me. I told both the grandmothers yesterday & they are so interested & happy too. They both think you are splendid and feel I've made a wise choice. I feel so too & I love you so much more than you know.

Yours forever Allene

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