Michael Billings Collection - Wallet 7 - Part 9 of 12

9.  4 .  43
Darling Kay,
Been flat out trying to get a moment to send
you a note but a lull in proceedings has occurred and
I'm taking advantage of it to send you a cheerio.
No mail from you to acknowledge today but its absence
will serve as a breaking in for more lengthy spells to
come. I hope your good progress of the last few days
is maintained  and that no dearth of mail has been
your  portion.  You have no idea how exhilarated I
was yesterday when the two letters from you came
along and I read your chirpy words all about
your doings, how your feet, Richards progress
and so on.  You certainly don't mess about in your
letters, a chap gets extra measure of pleasure

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from your words. Its a nice feeling when I read of
your reaction to my words of wisdom, how much
you love me and what is best, your fresh way
of describing all these things. One can sense
the love actuating the thoughts and words and
believe me, its that unshakable affection that
keeps me going.  Although you are not bodily
present, you are always with me and strangely
enough, thats what tortures me at times. You
are so lovely that I can't be satisfied with
just some of you. I love you too much for
that and won't  be calmed until I have

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everything of you for all time.  I want to watch  
you rearing your child, to appreciate your value 
and help as my wife, to love and be loved  
by my one and eternal sweetheart. Expect a  
lot in the midst of chaos, dont I? but I
believe, with Gods help, we shall achieve  
each and all those things and shall deserve 
them in abundance. To go away from you is  
bad, but without that faith in a proper 
fulfillment in the future would be a far heavier  
cross. I know you will never stop wanting me 
 as I can never banish you from my days and

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nights and my homecoming will transcend any
joy we ever knew. We shall wage and struggle 
as victors and your burning love will ever be a 
spur to guide me along and bring me back 
to plunge in to a beautiful ecstasy that will  
be our reward. Sometimes I wonder if we 
didn't err and in getting married when I think 
of the burden and suffering it has imposed 
upon you but selfishly I m glad because since  
you really became mine youve elevated me to  
be something, with a purpose and an  
absorbing interest in life.  For my part I

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have been richly rewarded and blessed. I  
humbly hope your union with me has brought 
you benefit, you deserve so well for your many virtues.
Goodnight now my true love.  
I close filled with thoughts of your sparkling 
eyes, the mirror of your bright honest soul  
and gee, how I love you, darling, I salute 
you with a fierce kiss that I hope burns your  
soft lips with a mark like the letter M.
Bye Bye my sweet. 
Micky

AIR MAIL 
  
BRISBANE
QLD. AUST.
1 AM
10 10 APR 10 
1943
AIR MAIL

9.4.43
Mrs. M. Billings
548 Barkers Road
East Hawthorn
Victoria

PROO610
Australian
War Memorial 

11.4.43
My Darling
Sunday has come around once
more and nothing very drastic has transpired
as yet but believe you me, the day draws nigh
so that dread period of a letter shortage
looks like coming to pass ere long. Anyway
you can depend upon it, there will be no delay
in reopening communications with my lovely
one. I hope this finds you sparking strongly
and also his lordship and with you both
receiving plenty of my almost daily literary master
pieces.  Nothing from you since Friday so there
are a few coming to me I imagine and tomorrow 
should be fruitful in that respect. On the way 
from Mass this morning, I dropped in and had 
morning tea with Ray and Kate, both very  
well and enquiring of your well being. Told  
Mrs you had a letter on the way which pleased  
her very much.  Gran came in too and sends 
you her love. Went out yesterday to see a  
sick cobber in hospital with my old malady 
 appendicitis and later to a show  about the  
Stewarts was my choice and was quet quite a 
humorous business about a newly married pair. 
Since you arent home though shows dont appeal  
to me but theres little else in the way of 
entertainment. 

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Thats about all the gossip so will have a easy  
chat for a page or two. My, what a big 
girl you are, 10 10 um! you didn't exaggerate 
when you said you have developed apace and 
I earnestly hope youve reached maximum now. 
No wonder, your poor thing, you suffer with sore 
feet, I would so like to take then in my  
hands and rub them softly. You certainly 
have to endure plenty before the fruits of 
motherhood are yours and I join you and  
praying that the little one is a fine specimen  
to reward you for your endeavors. Still you  
and I  cant be a bad pair of folks and I 
cant conceive of a poor result to our perfect 
union. Less than a month now until the  
completion of our first year of married bliss  
and I'd like you to know it will be my 
very best year thanks to my adorable wife. 
It's a great pity it has been marred only 
by circumstances outside our control for my  
part you have embellished my life with 
countless blessings and favors and soon you do 
me great honour to cap beautifully all those 
things. The coming months won't be the easiest  
for either of us, in fact very difficult for you, 
my sweetheart but just maintain your 
accomplishments to date and all will be well.  

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I had a letter from Ada with your last one 
and it was nice to have another favorable 
opinion of your progress. As long as the 
coming weeks speed by it will be OK as 
the thought of your sufferings distresses me when 
I am helpless to lighten the burden a bit. 
I'm not nervous of the outcome in the least but 
the thought of you bereft even temporarily if  
your troubling feet, your energy and other  
things is not consoling and I want rather 
desperately your return to a state of ease  
and comfort. By the phrasing of this you would  
think that the reason I distress is to soothe  
my feelings. It isn't that really darling, it's 
because I love you so much and feel so near  
to you and naturally the thought of that lovely  
sweet bundle I've kissed and caressed so often  
(but not enough) undergoing such a physical ordeal  
cannot but be disturbing. Today is very wet 
and grey and its gloomy face seems to have 
crept into this letter but don't let that worry 
you I'm perfectly well so don't waste any  
syn sympathy over my doleful moans. 
Cheerio now my darling 
for a while and I send you a surge of love 
that fills me when I write you,  a months kiss  
I send you, bundle.  Micky