My dearest Kid,
I know I just wrote to you two days ago, and I haven't gotten your letter yet, but I write this with the utmost joy. I haven't been feeling very well for the past couple days; I was tired all the time and just had no energy. Rachel made me go to the doctor today, and he gave me some wonderful news. My love, you are going to be a daddy.
I must admit, the prospect of parenthood is rather terrifying to me. What do I know of being a mother? I was so young when my mother died, that I didn't have a chance to learn from her. But I know that together you and I will be wonderful parents. You are going to be an incredible father my love. I know we'll make mistakes, no doubt about it; but I also know that we will learn from them and have a happy family.
My love, I wish so badly that you could be here to share in this joy with me. But I know that you will be rejoicing as you read this letter. I pray that this war will end soon, and you will be back here to raise this child with me. I want you to experience the pregnancy with me; and the birth, and our child's first steps and first words. I know you don't believe the people who brag that the war will be over in a matter of months, but I pray you are wrong about that, because the longer this war goes on, the longer you will be away from me. And I long to have you back here with me.
It is such a great comfort to me to know that I am carrying a part of you inside me. This child, OUR child, is our legacy...a part of us that will keep us connected, even more than we already are. For as long as we are separated, our child will be the proof of our love.
Until we meet again,
Lou
