Petya is one of many youngsters who grow up in orphanages. He is a child who has spent practically his entire life in such institutions. He received a lot from the orphanage, including a place to reside, a separate bed, food, schooling, and other benefits. What Petya needed, however, was love and parental care, which the orphanage couldn’t supply. He never saw or felt such love since caregivers couldn’t provide specialized care and attention to so many children.
People who sincerely care about children do not necessarily work in orphanages; they may labor simply to make finances meet. Petya had strange dreams even though he doesn’t recall his mother or father. Strange because it was, in a sense, the same dream that kept repeating itself. There was a tall girl in the dream with thick, long chestnut hair and light blue eyes who seemed very sweet and full of affection.
She stroked Petya’s head and kissed him on the cheek in each dream. Petya, despite being only six years old, remembers these nightmares vividly, beginning almost with the first transfer from the infant house to the orphanage. No one had ever stared at Petya with such intensity, and each time he awoke in tears, filled with nostalgia and sadness.The coming of strangers with toys, candy, clothes, and other items for the children was the most momentous occasion at their orphanage.
It indicated that someone would soon have a family, and there would be one less child for a loving family, possibly two or three. When possible parents came to visit, all of the youngsters sought to stand out by singing songs, reciting poems, dancing, and playing. Peter, on the other hand, never did. He simply stood back and watched. He couldn’t make himself grin, dance, or sing in front of strangers. Everyone in the orphanage assumed that Petya would never be chosen.
Petya sat calmly and played again during one of the later visits from couples and individuals wishing to adopt or foster a child, while other children tried their best to attract attention. He couldn’t, however, sit still and just watch for long. A girl—the identical one from his dreams—entered the room. He felt a powerful joy and tears flowing down his small child’s face as he held his breath.
The youngster stared at her, unable to believe he had met the “mother” of his fantasies, the one who gazed at him with unlimited love in her eyes. But she didn’t approach; she just stood there, and he couldn’t stop crying. They betrayed him, tears spilling down his cheeks. The girl, whose name turned out to be Liana, observed someone staring at her and tracked down the person who was staring and crying like that. She noticed Petya, wiped his tears, and they began conversing.
Liana now only sees Petya. Each visit began with a walk, wonderful homemade cookies produced by the girl herself, long engaging chats, and children’s exuberant giggling. Liana made the solid choice to adopt Petya after only three or four sessions. Liana’s husband agreed, and the young child now has a family. And the mother from his visions materialized into reality.