Poor child!!!

On the last day before Christmas, I hurried to the
stores to buy the remaining gifts I didn't manage
to buy earlier.
When I saw all the people there, I started to
complain to myself. It is going to take forever here
and I still have so many other places to go.
Christmas is really getting more and more
annoying every year. How I wish I could just lie
down, go to sleep and only wake up after it...
Nonetheless, I made my way to the toys section.
Once I was there, I started to curse at the prices
as I wonder if all kids really play with such
expensive toys.
While looking in the toys section, I noticed a small
boy of about five years old, pressing a doll against
his chest. He kept on touching the hair of the doll
and looked very sad. I wondered who he wanted to
give the doll to.
The little boy turned to the old woman next to him
and said, “Granny, are you sure I don't have
enough money?”
The old lady replied, “You know that you don't
have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.”
Following that, she asked him to stay put for five
minutes while she went to look around. She left
quickly.
The little boy was still holding the doll in his
hands. Finally, I walked towards him and asked
him who he wanted to give the doll to.
“It is the doll that my sister loved most and
wanted so much for this Christmas. She was so
sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.”
I told him that maybe Santa Claus will bring it to
her after all and not to worry.
However, he replied sadly, “No, Santa Claus cannot
bring it to where she is now. I have to give the
doll to my mother so that she can give it to her
when she goes there.”
His eyes looked so sad while saying this.
“My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy said
that Mommy will also join God very soon so I
thought that she can bring the doll with her to give
it to my sister.”
My heart nearly stopped.
The little boy looked up at me and said, “I told
Daddy to tell Mommy not to go yet. I asked him to
wait until I come back from the store.”