Before I am Famous

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GI Blues Song Chapter 25

Posted on | April 3, 2006 |

Dear Jason,
I was so happy to get your letter the other day. It made me smile. I can’t wait until you are home with me. I miss you so much. I have something to tell you. I wish you could be here in person but such is life. You are going to be a daddy. Jess took me to the doctor’s the other day and the doctor said everything is great so far. I am only 6 weeks along. So we got pregnant right before you left. Jess is such a help to me. I’m a little scared but I know that you’ll be home soon and you should be here before the baby comes. It is too early to know what the sex is.

Other than that, I told your mom that she was gonna be a grammaw and she seemed pretty happy on the phone. In fact, she said she was coming down to visit in a couple of weeks. IN a way, I hope she does because I get kinda lonely with out you here. Anyway, I am thinking of leaving the band until after the baby comes. You know so I am not breathing that second hand smoke. Oh yeah, I am day number 7 with out a smoke. I just am looking for something else right now to make ends meet.
Well I rattled on enough. I can’t wait to hear from you again. Be safe. I love you very much.
Love always, Your baby’s momma.

She rereads the letter and stuffs in the envelope and mails it away. She rubs her tummy, ” Don’t worry little one, Daddy will be home safe and sound soon,” she says aloud. She flips on the television and bypasses all news channels. She hates watching the news especially now, she always worries that news might actually be about Jason. She finds a channel showing the movie “Big” with Tom Hanks in it. She loves this movie, it makes her laugh and she always thought Tom Hanks was cute.

A few weeks later, one solitary letter graces her mailbox. A letter from Jason.

Hello there Momma, I am so happy. I told Paul and he is happy too.I hope baby is doing good. I don’t care what we get. If we get a boy I can teach him to play ball and stuff like that. If we get a girl well she’ll be a princess to me anyway. Make sure you send that picture of the baby you know the one they take when the baby is inside of you.
It is hot as hell here. Yesterday, we had a pretty good sandstorm. Some of the other guys said it was the worst they seen in a long time. The stuff just gets everywhere. In your gun, in your eyes. I don’t know. I’ll take Mississppi heat over this desert crap any day. I think maybe I miss home a lot more than I did. I miss you so much.
Take care of baby. Hopefully mom didn’t give you a rough ti,me. I love you so much. Tell baby I love him to.
Always yours, Jason.

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