From sr Francoise-Therese (Leonie) to Mother Agnes of Jesus – May 26, 1935

From sr Francoise-Therese (Leonie) to Mother Agnes of Jesus – May 26, 1935

V + J! From our monastery in Caen this 26th May 1935


Darling little Mamma,

I’ve been impatiently waiting for this opportunity to tell you how delighted I was with your affectionate little note, and with the charming and precious keepsakes that came with it. United with my beloved Carmel, I was able to celebrate our darling Saint’s canonisation on the 17th.

I need you to spoil me, little sisters, especially on special occasions such as these, when I feel the weight of exile more keenly! Our kind, dear Mother understands this so well that on the day of the dear anniversary, she took me into her office for a few moments to give me a hug and to comfort me, which she certainly succeeded in doing. Her extremely motherly heart understands and second guesses the needs of her daughters, and they in turn always come away feeling uplifted.

Beloved little sisters, although I haven’t recovered the energy I had before the illness, I really am as well as I can expect to be at 72 years of age. I couldn’t hope for better. To tell you the truth, my only desire is to leave for the Heavenly Homeland as soon as possible. I long for my divine thief to come. I’m simply languishing away and I catch myself asking Him to have pity on His poor little coward, because deep down I would like to be free of all suffering. My love for Him is far from being pure. Look how much I need your prayers, darling little sisters, in order to suffer generously. Beloved eldest sister, how I’d love to resemble you!

I must leave you, although I never leave you in reality because we already love one other as we will in heaven.

Your unworthy little sister



P.S. How happy we are to have a lovely Way of the Cross each. I wanted a very short prayer for each station, and I’m fully satisfied. Thank you for being so generous.

I don’t think all four of us will live long enough to see our golden anniversaries, do you? I would be 87! Heaven preserve me and the community from this fate, please!

We’ve had some snow as well, but no harm has come of it. I’ve never seen a month of May quite like it. It’s a calamity. How I dream of heaven! When will the fine day of our eternal reunion come?

I recommend our dear Chaplain’s mother to your prayers. She is very sick. He doesn’t want to lose her yet despite her being 78 years old. I very much hope dear Father Travert will recover his health. What a loss it would be for you if God called him to heaven. He’s a saint, and I would be most upset.