It's like you were holding a handful of sand and suddenly it slips away between your fingers. No matter how hard you try to grip it without losing it, it slips away. No matter how bad you cry on road, no matter how hard you prayed in your room, no matter how much you were ready to give up in return, it slips away till you are left with none. Like a wave that was touching you in the shore and goes back inside and never returned, she left and never returned.
Even very small prayers were answered and why not this one? We have never thought bad for others. What was our sin that we should suffer, that she suffered for which she doesn't deserve? When I touched her foot and saw hard skins and corn underneath, I felt bad that we were so selfish that we didn't even cared to see her foot when she was alive and got her good slippers. Was this all our mistake that we failed to take care of her that God got angry and took His daughter back. I asked for forgiveness that I will personally take good, really good care of her, to give her back as another chance. But...the answer was no.. Is that so that we can change nothing in life by praying? Or Is that so that we cannot interfere what God has planned? I am lost and I seem drifting away in faith and hope. But Lord I couldn't doubt you because I didn't understand this, for you are our Father and you have your daughter on your lap now. This is the only consolation I have.