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God's Plan


Nine years old. Kitchen table. Brothers and sisters. Strange people. Social workers. Mother...please let them eat first before they go. Excited; too excited to eat. A child, smarter/older than her years but still a child, knowing for a while this moment would come... wanting this moment to come... Can I take these shoes with me? Can I take this lunch box with me? Excited; too excited to go. Her mother hugging her tightly knowing she has to go; the girl not feeling too sad, just excited... too excited to go with these strange people. Later on the girl gets a more clear picture. She wishes no one would get removed from their parents... sometimes not even she... Excited; too excited to see it's all of God's plan in the end. Excited; too excited knowing it was for her to have a better life.
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