We all wanted to go home for Christmas.
We formed lines in Korea to talk with families on phones provided by Red Cross Volunteers.  Mama never talked, We only
cried. I knew I was loved and my work was pleasing in Gods' sight.

My phone time expired.  Mama then said, "Hurry home, we need you," and in a very weak voice she said,  "I  am praying for all of you".  Merry Christmas, Mama.  Hug Daddy for me.  I will be home soon,  before next Christmas, I'm sure. 

In the spring when I returned, I found Mama and Daddy with the physical and mental infirmities of old age.

I could not see  across the oceans.  I may have been a better caretaker if I had been allowed to go home for Christmas that year.

Christmas has not been the same since Mama and Daddy went Home to be with the Lord.  I still have the memories of the tears of pain and joy of our last Christmastime together.

~~~Pray for our troops~~~~

Merry Christmas to all and a Joyful Life !
Keep your Faith in Jesus Christ!

Louisa A Dobbins
(c) 2008