When I was little I went to my first funeral. It was my grandpa Casey's funeral. It was very depressing. I couldn't see why everyone was crying. He was in a better place now.
"Mamma. Where is heaven?" I asked my mother. "In the clouds. Above all space." she answered. "How is it above space if it's in the clouds though?" I asked. "I don't really know baby but somehow God makes it work. God works in mysterious ways." she answered with tears rushing down her face.
