Letter to Daddy

Okay ,  my dad is in the military but he isnt dead. He is currently stationed over in afganistan, so i do worry.  I wrote this a while ago..and it was just sitting in my computer..rather than it just be all lonley, why not share it will the world? ...Enjoy, cry, fart. But this is just my little tribute i guess...I pray for all the other military children. 

Dear Daddy,

Mommy isn’t home right now; she said she had to work. But I think she was lying, daddy, because she wore a smirk. She doesn’t smile very much, and when she does it’s only that smirk. I don’t like it very much, daddy.

 She doesn’t think that writing to you, will really make a difference. But mommy doesn’t know so much, she can’t even wash the dishes. I just wanted to say I miss you, daddy, and I’m waiting for you to come home. I don’t like it in this big house, daddy, it makes me feel alone.

Mommy told me you had left to save the U. S. A. I’m sorry, daddy, that I kept on asking you to stay. But when you were leaving me and gave me one more kiss, I think that you forgot something, something you might miss.

                You left your little girl home, daddy. And then you went away. Mommy kept on crying, even after she and I went to pray. People keep bringing me flowers daddy, and they always look so sad. Was it because of me, daddy, did I do something to make you mad? I’m sorry that I didn’t call you, but mommy’s cellphone phone died. She couldn’t find the charger, so she and I just cried.  I drew you a picture, daddy. You, mommy and me. But when I gave it to her she just started to scream, ‘Why can’t you just go to your room and leave me be!’ Was that wrong daddy? It took some time to make. If Mommy keeps on screaming, daddy, my ears are going to break. How long’s it going to take, daddy, how long do we have to wait?

Mommy just came home and she’s just giving me this look. Why does she look so sad, daddy, when I showed her this letter. I had thought that maybe it would finally make her feel better. But now mommy is crying, I really don’t know why. I just asked her where to send it, as I’m telling you goodbye. Does heaven need a stamp, daddy, I’m really not so sure. 

Mommy tells me she knows of a way to send this letter.  As we leave I notice that she decided to take your sweater.  She says she’s taking me to a scary place. But I know it won’t be scary, as long as I can see your face. But mommy takes my hand as we walk throughout this dirt. Is this where you live daddy? I shouldn’t have worn this skirt. Daddy! You live in the ground! When I call your name, you never made a sound. Mommy keeps on watching me, a few more feet away. I think she stopped talking daddy, having nothing else to say. I think that you are dead now, daddy. But I don’t want that to be true. Cause’ how can I sent this letter, if I can’t even speak to you. Daddy is this why you left? To leave me here with mommy?

Daddy, I miss you, but I know where you are. You’re living with the angels, while watching me from afar.  I wish that I could hug you, just one more time. Because then I could be okay, knowing you were once mine.

But Jesus has taken you from me, but I know he has good reason. You were always so amazing daddy; I guess it’s not really treason. Mommy tells me that I should stop writing; I’ll talk to you in my prayers. Maybe someday I’ll see you, for now I’ll just stay here.

Goodnight, now daddy, I’ll see you in my dreams. I’ll always be your little girl, daddy, and you’ll always belong to me.

Love,

   Your little girl