July 22, 1944

Saturday morning

Dearest Ken;

After writing last night’s letter I felt rather ashamed of myself for even saying what I did in yesterday’s letter. Hope you’ll realize that I was extremely careful. To go on from there reminds me about a book I’ve recently read concerning the changes wrought in young people during their formative years. That set me to thinking that when we are together again, we shall have to be very patient with each other and very careful not to let small things create misunderstandings. It will be impossible for us to start just where we left off; we shall have to retract somewhat and pick up the threads and get a firm hold again. Our emotional adjustment will have to be made all over again since we both will havechanged during the years we have been apart. Don’t you feel that will be the normal circumstance? I’m sure we would have changed even if we were living together for this period and would be constantly having delicate adjustments to make. I’m sure you are hoping that my transformation is for the better! You will have the privilege of testing that for yourself, Dearest! Can hardly wait until the time comes to give you that big kiss you’ve wanted for so awfully long now. This is now our third year of separation.

I love you even more,

Berna Lou