Months passed when a day was finally set for her to return home. Although this was the goal from the very start, our family grieved her loss as we packed her belongings for her trip back to the village. Broken, I stood over her as she slept in her crib for the very last time and begged God that somehow she would come to know Him and have His strength as she went through life.
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