The little girl

She sits on the steps of the attic wondering if there is a God why is this happening. Yesterday everything seemed OK. Yesterday life was filled with fun and friends. Today my world is broken and sad. The light from the moon shines in the window at the top of the stairs as she sits and listens to the sounds of mom crying and her sisters sleeping. How could God let this happen? She prays "If you are there God, can you please fix my family?" She starts to cry as she talks to the God she has heard of but is not sure of. "Where did my dad go? Why did he leave? What are we going to do? Will we ever be a family again?" Mom must have fallen asleep she thinks because she no longer hears her crying. So the little girl walks up the few steps from where she was sitting to the attic room she shares with her sisters and gets into her bed.

Before she knows it morning is here. It is a brand new day maybe it was just a dream and dad is down stairs reading the paper and eating breakfast as always before he goes off to work. She jumps from her bed to run down the stairs. Dad is not there; mom is crying again. She realizes it was not a dream. Daddy has left and is moving out.
He is supposed to come by today to get his stuff. Maybe she can make him stay. She thinks of things to say to him as she gets ready for school.
School is a distraction from all that is happening at home. She immerses herself in her work and her friends telling no one what is happening at home. They would not understand. They all live at home with their moms and their dads. Their lives are perfect at their homes, hers is falling apart. Every once in a while a thought of home creeps into her head and she thinks of what she could do to fix it. Then distracts herself again with school and friends.
School is over. She walks home with her sisters as always, but today is different as they turn down they alley to their home dad's car is there. She is so excited to see him until she realizes he is bringing boxes of his stuff out of the house. Her younger sisters help him carry boxes not even realizing what is happening. But she knows, he is moving out. Dad smiles when he sees her and reaches out to her. She runs to his embrace and dwells in the smells that is her dad. "Daddy, I love you! Please do not go." she says as she is caught up in his arms. "I have to go honey,"he says"but I will come to get you on the weekend and you can come to my new apartment for the day."
She starts to cry and holds on as hard as she can. Dad breaks from the embrace saying he still has some stuff to get from the house. The little girl retreats to the steps beside the house and watches as her beloved daddy packs up his car to move to his apartment all the time wondering how could God let this happen.