Six-year-old Alan, an orphan, was no stranger to abandonment. Ever since he was left on the steps of a shelter as a baby, he had held onto a longing for his mother. He often gazed at other children with parents by their sides, wondering what it would feel like to be loved and held by a mother. On one particular Sunday, he went to church with his guardian, Nancy. That day, Alan felt a surge of longing that he couldn’t hold back. He walked to the front of the church, kneeling, hands clasped tightly together, his small body shaking as he whispered his pleas.
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