Karen Sanders never imagined her retirement would begin like this, standing in her hallway, staring at a little girl she had never met before. The child stood barefoot, silent, her wide eyes filled with something Karen couldn’t explain. It had only been two weeks since Karen visited the local orphan outreach center. She hadn’t planned on adopting a child. She just wanted to donate some books and maybe volunteer for story hour.
But the moment she walked into that room, she noticed a small girl standing alone near a window. Her shirt was filthy brown, her jeans too big for her tiny frame. She didn’t cry, didn’t smile just stared. Her name was Amma. She had no last name, no birth certificate, and no known relatives. She’d been found alone in a warehouse district, dirty and afraid, and she didn’t speak a word. Karen felt something in her heart shift the moment she saw Amma’s eyes. There was pain in them. Silence that screamed. She asked the staff about Amma’s background, but no one knew much. Still, Karen sat beside her….Read Full Story Here.………………………
