A few days ago I got an email from one of our readers that has been following the cases of the abused and murdered children that we report on here at BNN since just about the beginning started with the Caylee Anthony case. PAW69 has become a friend of mine throughout all these months as well. She sent me a link to a video and requested that I write an article for Christmas and include this link for it in the article.

I listened to this video and even though she fairly warned me ahead of time that it would make me cry, I did exactly that. The tears are still in my eyes. Anyone that has a heart would like this video and probably cry along with it also, so please click here and listen for yourself. Thank you PAW for sharing this with me and Merry Christmas to you and please send your husband the same wishes as he is in Iraq. My Prayers are with ya’ll as well. God Bless you and your family!

Christmas is my most favorite time of the year. I love being with family. I love hearing the little children running around on Christmas morning anxious to see what Santa Claus brought to them. It used to put a huge lump in my throat when I would look at my two sons opening their gifts on Christmas morning. I have so much love for my kids and I was always so proud of them.

As much as I loved them then, I love them even more now. The sad part is though, I am guilty for something that I was not aware of at the time. When they were young, the thought of someone taking them away from me never crossed my mind. I am guilty of taking them being there with me for granite. I just never imagined them being anywhere else but with me in my home on Christmas morning.

Now I am from New Orleans and lived across the lake from it since I was 11 years old. I had a home in Louisiana when Hurricane Katrina hit which left it with 6 ft of water inside and the house was 3 to 4 ft off the ground already. Needless to say I lost everything except for some greatly appreciated photos of my family that my daughter in law managed to salvage for me.

I was fortunate enough not to be home when the hurricane hit. I was in Canada but my youngest son, was here living with his Dad at the time. He was left with a friend of his because no one in their wildest dreams expected the disaster that our area received. We have survived dozens of Hurricanes before and came out without a drop of water in our homes or any damage at all. When the water started coming up my son’s friend’s family knew they had to get out but my son’s Dad couldn’t be reached by then so she packed him up and took my son to Florida with them.

Now there was no phone service, not much internet services, and lots of places didn’t even have electricity so it was next to impossible to find out anything about anyone back at home, and trust me I have a big family. I walked the floors, I cried day and night, and I was online begging for someone to help me so I could find my son. Finally about 3 or 4 days later, (to be honest I don’t really remember how many days it was now) I got an email from him while he was in Florida telling me he was OK and that was the first chance he got to get to a computer to be able to get in touch with me.

I fell to my knees and thanked God my son was taken care of and he was fine. I cried as I thanked God. A few months later we brought my boy to Canada to stay with us for a while and I couldn’t get enough of being with him again. I kept thinking of how close I came to possibly losing my son and it was tearing my soul out of me. That year for Christmas I cried myself to sleep thanking God for my children and grandsons and I swore I would NEVER take having them for granite again.

So I have a bit of a taste on what all these children’s families are feeling. I say a taste because that is all it is. My story was with a happy ending but some of these don’t even have an ending right now. The waiting … the sitting on edge …the jumping every time your phone would ring not knowing if it is going to be good news or someone calling with bad news. I just can’t imagine what they are going through. How can they have a Merry Christmas? How can they keep life going as normal as possible for the other children in their family? All I can say is my heart goes out to them and I keep praying that one day they too will have a happy ending.

I am going to ask a huge favor from all of you on this Christmas Eve. I want each of you to go to your children, your husband or your wife, your mother or your father or anyone that you love and give them a big hug and tell them you love them. Do it just because you can, not because you want something or because I am asking you to. Let them feel your love. Knowing you love and appreciate them can mean so much to them. Doing so will bring you peace in your heart, knowing that you have someone special to love.

My prayers for these children includes Caylee Anthony (found dead), Adji Desir (remains missing), Haleigh Cummings (remains missing), Somer Thompson (found dead), Elizabeth Olten (found dead) , Masaraha Ross (remains missing along with her mother Ronkeya Holmes), Alex Mercado (drowned) Rebecca Marie Allen (found alive), Sandra Cantu (found dead), Anthony Holland (found alive), Shaniya Davis (found dead), Hassani Campbell (remains missing), Giovanni Gonzalez (reported dead), Nevaeh Buchanan ( found dead) and Shannon Dedrick (found alive), Angel Miguel Perez (found safe) Luis Martinez (found dead) Luke Finch (found alive), Kayvon Lewis (fighting for his life), Andrue Jankwitz and Nathaneal Hale (found safe), Robert Manwill (killed), Conner Conley (killed), Marc Anthony Bookal (missing), and Sarah Haley Foxwell (missing).

Simon and my son Joey and I will be having Christmas Dinner with my family tomorrow and you can bet when we say our prayers of thanks it will include all these children we have been following and it will include all of you that support us here too.

We wish each and everyone one of you a very MERRY CHRISTMAS and a HAPPY NEW YEAR and God Bless You All!!!!!!

Jan Barrett

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