I want nothing more than my soldier-daddy to come back from the war. That would be the best Christmas present that Santa Claus can give to me.
It would be the bestest Christmas of all if daddy could come home!
Every day, mamma and I watch the news, in the hopes that we can see a glimpse of daddy, but so far, nothing. Mamma always cries when she watches the news because she hears of more soldiers dying or getting hurt, but I keep telling her that Jesus is watching out over daddy; nothing bad will happen to him.
Besides mamma and me, there's my little brother, but he don't count for much, 'cause he's just a little baby. He was born five months ago, just before daddy went off to war, to fight the bad guys. Now he's five months old and is really getting big!
I know daddy must miss Hank real bad, or at least think of him all the time while he's off fighting the war. I know we miss daddy, especially mamma; she can't mention his name without crying. It mekes me feel bad, 'cause there's nothing I really can do to make her happy except maybe pray to God to watch over daddy and to keep him safe.
Now that Santa Claus is almost ready to come, the thing I would like the most is for him to bring daddy home to us. Oh, the toys are okay, but what I really want most of all is daddy to come home, so mamma can stop crying, and so he can see his little baby boy again (not to mention, me!).
Then it would really BE Christmas for us!!
*To be continued.*