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  Noell Joi Oksana Brani,W left the orphanag on Christma Eve at midnight. My tini daughter. wa wrap in a soft pink blanket. As I walk out into the night to catch the train back to Moscow, the snow wa gentli falling. And I thought I could hear the angel singing.

 A I stood at the gate in the busi airport wait for my plane,It wa just a few dai befor Christmas. In a matter of minutes. my mind went back to all the chang in my life dure   Thomas Sabothe past months. My marriag had crumbled, leav me shatter and veri confused. My dream of a happi home and children had been dashed. But somehow God wa restor my sens of purpos and desir to follow wherev he led. I would board the plane and be on my wai to Russia to adopt a six-month-old babi girl.