Edith Bolling Wilson to Woodrow Wilson

Identifier

WWP14892

Source

Edith Bolling Wilson Collection, Library of Congress, Washington, District of Columbia

Format

pdf file

Language

English

Text

Thursday

How can I resist sending you just a tiny little note this morning when I have just gotten that perfectly blessed letter you sent me to New York - Could any one ever write a more perfect symphony of love - and to think I have seen you again Sweetheart and you are really- truly more wonderful than I remembered - and yet you love me! I was so excited last night - for fear you would not like me as well as you thought you did - that perhaps your memory had played tricks - and you pictured me more interesting and lovable that I am - And this letter (although it was written of course before you saw me) seems a sort of answer to my fears.It is like a steady hand holding my nervous excited ones - and has the same affect that your dear presence had last night- When I was all aquiver at the things that had happened during the day - and, after being with you, clasping your dear hands - and feeling the protection of those tender arms fold 'round me - the trouble seemed to melt away and I came home serene - secure - and happy.

I was afraid, my precious one - that you went away with a little ache in your heart - not only that you thought I was worried but -------well, that I did not seem responsive.

Am I right? If I am - I want to set it right - and know you will understand - I just can't discuss intimate things before anyone else - even our dear, loyal little Helen - It is not that I doubt her affection or interest - but I can't do it except to you - and, even if the intervals of separation are far apart when it will be possible to see you just by ourselves I would rather wait. Do you mind? I hope you don't and perhaps I will get used to a third party - but just now I would rather talk of general things - than the precious ones that mean nothing to anyone but you and me.-

5. P. M.

Dearest, Dearest I had to stop here - and now I have just gotten your little note written at 1040 this morning - Bless your heart - for writing it, and saying just what you did - Am I not breaking my own rule - Surely I can't blame you for doing the same thing-Oh! Sweetheart all day I have wanted to throw prudence to the winds - and come straight to your arms - there to nestle and pour out all my love and pride in this day of triumph and all the longing that is eating into my heart.Instead I am here - away from you - hearing that you are too tired to play golf - and have gone to play ride instead -And besides not being able to come and help and rest you - I have the hateful feeling that some thing I did last night has caused you pain - I am just as unhappy as I would want even old W. J. B. to be at this minute - and I love you so that even that is a pain.

Please write to me, and pay no attention to what I said.

Love me all you can -

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Letter

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Citation

Wilson, Edith Bolling Galt, 1872-1961, “Edith Bolling Wilson to Woodrow Wilson,” 1915 September 2, WWP14892, Edith Bolling Wilson Letters, Woodrow Wilson Presidential Library & Museum, Staunton, Virginia.