Dear Roylene,
Congratulations! I’m so, so happy for you. Honestly.
I can’t think of anything more I’d rather do than attend, but I have to wait for news as to when Robert might be coming home. And I received the news of what has happened to him, so I will have to prepare the house. He’s been paralyzed, Roylene. He no longer has the use of his legs. But no matter what, his heart and his mind are alive and intact. So I’m lucky. We all are. I almost felt guilty writing to Rita. How can I have a husband alive when hers is dead? It does not seem fair.
Especially when I’ve been such a wretched wife.
Which is why I’m the LAST person on God’s green earth to give you any sort of advice.
All I can say is...love him. And stay true. Remember, the past is the past. You can’t live in it. You have to think forward.
I wish I’d known that.
I’m enclosing a little gift for you. I found it in my mother, Corrine Astor’s, things. It’s a bracelet. I know it’s old-fashioned, but I thought it was beautiful. The blue sapphires in the centers of the silver flowers are the blue you need for your “something blue,” and the antiquity of the thing covers “something old.” But it’s not borrowed. It’s yours.
I hope you like it.
All my best,
Glory
P.S. Kiss that baby for me.