Dear Becky,
If you're reading this then I didn't make it back. I'm up here with god and we're watching over you, all of you. My mom is probably crying and Drew probably ran off somewhere, Bee ran after him. I want you to know that I wish I could kiss you one last time, I wish we were back when war was just a game. It's not though, and I'm not there with you. I broke my promise, Becky. I tried really hard to come back home to you, I really did. I'm sorry because your my wife, my love, the mother of my unborn child, my everything. I'm sorry that I won't be there for the birth of our child. I hope it's a girl, and I'm glad we did a sperm donor because that means she'll look like you, and you can pretend that those blue eyes are from me. Always let her know thy daddy loves her, so so much. I hope she's religious and wonderful like you, I hope she's a fighter like me. Teach her to stand up for what's right, for the innocent and the weak. I'm glad I met you sunshine. If I didn't I would have never believed. In god, in love. It's all so beautiful, my soul is where you always prayed it would be. Tell my dad that I don't regret joining the army like he did, I'm glad I could serve and I'm glad I could fight for you. One day you'll meet someone else and you'll fall in love. It's okay sunshine, I just want you to be happy. I don't want you to cry alright, I'm in a better place. Soldiers live in peace up here and angels sing amazing grace. If your reading this then I'm already home, and I'm waiting for you, Sunshine.
All of my love,
Sgt. Adam J. Torres