Although mum has been living here for two years, I only started to read the letters this week, it has been a wonderful experience to suddenly "hear " the words of this lively nineteen year old, who had been living a normal sheltered life in London with her parents and then was suddenly sent off two hundred miles from home to live with 20 or so other young girls from probably less restricted lives, she met my father at the age of fifteen , they married when she was 20, although in the letters she says her parents would not give permission at first. After my father returned from the seige of Malta they married in December 1943, they were married for 67 years!The letters have helped me to remember the vibrant witty young woman who was to become my mother in 1946! ( oops that gave my age away)It is a strange feeling, reading the thoughts that she had 70 years ago, my daughter says I should feel happy for the life she had, knowing the happy ending of a life that could have been curtailed so quickly in war but went on in such a very fullfilling way.But I have felt very sad that I am trying to share the memories, but she is not in the moment now and I am perhaps discovering this happy life a little too late to share with my mother completly? Maybe in the twilight of my mothers life I can help her to remember the joys and love and ,as she says in her letters " the wizard" times she shared with her friends in the WAAF and my lovely father?
But thank you my mudcat friends for letting me share this with you,
Wendy x