Every Cloud Has a Silver Lining

Momma lays in bed, crying. I crawl in and lay next to her.
My hand is small compared to her's, but when I grow big, my hands will be as big as daddy's and I'll be just as strong and bug like him too.
"Momma," I say.
"What baby?" She asks.
"Where's my baby sister?" I ask. Momma's lip shakes and wipes a tear away.
"She left,"
"Where'd she go? You and daddy said she was coming home today," I said.
"God had other plans for her,"
"Like what?" I ask.
"God wanted her to be happy and safe with him,"
"Why didn't he take me?" I ask, amgry God didn't take me too.
"Because, I told him 'Lord, if you take my daughter, please leave me my son' and because I love him, he did," momma said.
"Where did he take her?" I ask.
"Disneyworld?" I asked. She smiled and nodded. "Can we go to Disneyworld too? I wanna meet Mickey, Minnie, and Goofy, and Donald... and my sister,"
"We'll go someday, baby," momma said and hugged me. She cried into my hair and I didn't understand why, maybe she was excited to meet Mickey and spend time with my sister.
I couldn't wait, but I was jealous, my sister got to be with God in Disneyworld forever. I don't mind though, because when I get older I'm going to ask to stay with him and sister forever.