“What was your gynecologist thinking?!” the doctors shouted during the delivery of a 56-year-old woman. And when they saw who she gave birth to, they were simply speechless

“But no matter, don’t give up. No one said it would be easy,” she told herself. She waited anxiously for the babies to be transferred to the orphanage. Despite the doctors’ grim forecasts, the girls survived.

Lyudmila prayed tirelessly for their health, joyfully shopped for baby clothes, and prepared for the day she’d meet them. Six months passed before Lyudmila could visit the orphanage and request to adopt the girls. The orphanage director, Tatiana Sergeevna, was kind but delivered shocking news.

“I’m sorry, Lyudmila, but the girls already have a foster family—a well-off, older couple. They’re finalizing the adoption papers any day now.” “How can that be?” Lyudmila exclaimed. “The girls are supposed to be with me.”

The director looked surprised at the strange young woman. “Why with you? You’re unmarried, living alone in a one-room apartment, with a small salary. How were you going to support and treat them? You must know both girls need constant medical care.”

“But…” Lyudmila tried to find words but couldn’t. “Exactly. It’s a miracle a foster family was found for these girls. They must have been born under a lucky star,” Tatiana Sergeevna said confidently. Lyudmila was beside herself, realizing it was over.

“They won’t give me the girls. I won’t keep my promise made at Claudia’s grave. What a cruel life—I hate it.” She trembled with anger and pain, tears welling up in her eyes.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, and a man and woman, both about 55, entered. “Tatiana Sergeevna, we brought the adoption documents,” the woman said, handing over a folder. “Good afternoon, thank you. Please sit, Olga Ivanovna, Victor Sergeevich. Lyudmila is leaving,” the director said, casting a disapproving glance at Lyuda. Lyudmila realized these were the girls’ future foster parents. Unexpectedly, she pleaded to be heard.

She told her somber story so movingly and sincerely that she touched the hearts of Olga Ivanovna and Victor Sergeevich. “Lyudmila, we see you’re a good, kind person, but we won’t give up the girls. You understand they need expensive treatment.

However, we can offer you a job as their nanny, so you’ll be with them all the time. Are you interested?” “Yes,” Lyuda said quietly, knowing it was her only chance. “What will you name them?” “Together with my husband, we decided to name them Claudia and Victoria,” Olga Ivanovna said with a smile. At the name “Claudia,” Lyudmila’s face lit up.

She felt everything would turn out alright. The road ahead was tough, but the foster parents’ money and Lyudmila’s prayers worked wonders. Victoria underwent costly heart surgeries abroad as an infant, and Claudia had operations to restore her vision, allowing her to see the world through glasses.

Eighteen years flew by like a single day. Lyudmila stayed by their side, living with the foster parents and girls in a large private home. From the start, they treated her like family…