Just the Right Amount of Sweet

I tend to be a bit cynical of love.  Oh I believe in it.  I guess I take it for granted considering that I truly found my one, my “Peaches,” long ago and thankfully he loves me back and we both decided we were keeping each other.  Forever.  So, now I have time to focus on other things.  While reading Babu’s pages sometimes I take that love for granted too. Babu finds her one, the spoiler has now happened for all of us.  It’s hard to focus on the constant up down up down when, well, WWII is about to start!

Even thought it seems like “more important things” are happening, September was causing me to forget about war, about Hitler building his empire, even about the fall of Poland.  Babu’s words are forcing me to remember how important these moments, Babu and “Peaches,” the early years, truly are.  Love matters.  It starts lives together, families, it matters to our souls.  And quite frankly, all of this is nice and soothing before what is to come.

I don’t think Babu thinks this is all soothing even though much of her worries about Jakey are fading.  She is starting to see that he is the one.

Saturday, September 9th, 1939

Guess I can still get a boyfriend any time but Jacob still looks good.

Wednesday, September 13th, 1939
Again Jakey asked me if I could come out and play. I said yes so we went to see “Winter Carnival” and “It Could Happen to You.” Watched the mail plane come in but it’s a risky business. One of the cars was in trouble so we gave it a push.

Only those of you who have read this blog for a long time will know what that last part means!

Friday, September 15th, 1939
Jakey came and we kept the radio company all night. I asked him if he wanted a pear, and he said “I want you.”

It was around this point as I was reading that I just got so caught up in their romance.  I can feel the intensity of it radiating from 80 year old paper.

Saturday, September 16th, 1939
We went bowling and I beat Jacob once. We had ice cream at Jimmies and then Peaches and I fixed the couch on our front porch. I told him I loved him and he did also.

I no longer hear her questioning her feelings, or his.  The next two entries were packets with interesting information and moments.

Monday, September 25th, 1939
Nellie got a job and started working today. Jakey brought her down and came back for me. We had plenty of time and I didn’t want to go to work. Even morning kisses can be sweet. Had a letter from Benny today. First Billy rang my doorbell and then Edmund and Jake. In spite of them I did a little work. Jakey will have to stop coming so often. He’s getting both families mad!

Some of this passage was just romantic and almost saccharine, some of it reassuring.  Some of it a bit worrisome.  The part about Benny:  there was a time she thought he was the one and then a time she bemoaned the unfairness that Benny didn’t make his feelings known before Jakey came into the picture.  But don’t worry.  There is no threat here.  She now mentions him like you would mention a closed book, both in this passage and in the one that began the month:

Friday, September 1st, 1939
Gave up hope when Benny and Ted didn’t come until 9 o’clock but the traffic was heavy and Benny had to work late. He was very nice to me and said he hated to wait a whole year before seeing me again. Asked me why I was disappointed in him. We all went to the Paddock. Got home at one. Asked me to write to him. He’s still a great kid.

A great kid?  Benny, I believe you have been firmly placed in the “friendzone.”

Back to the end of the September 25th passage.  The only trouble currently in paradise now is the families who are still disapproving.  I’m not too worried though.  Parents never seem to get their way when in comes to young lovers.

There’s even more to this month, and most likely next month.  I don’t know if you can’t handle any more sweetness, but I’m sugar crashing.  🙂  Saving some sweetness for tomorrow doesn’t seem like a bad idea to me.


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