From the time that I first stepped foot on Russian soil – during the Kosovo conflict, I have treasured my freedom and my U.S. citizenship. It was not until that moment that I understood what lack of freedom was or that it was even possible to lose it. The freedoms that this nation enjoys has come at a cost. I hope that each one of us who walks the soil of America as free citizens will cherish the gift that has been given to us by the soldiers of this nation and the inspired United States Constitution. Today, I am including just a brief portion of my book that addresses the trip my husband and I made to Russia to adopt our two youngest children. May freedom be a gift that we all enjoy forever!
From my book:
Greg and I were a little nervous about flying to Russia, but that nervousness increased dramatically when our plane made its first landing on Russian soil. Our first landing was made in Khabarovsk, Russia. We were surprised to see that the airport seemed more like an abandoned military base. Old weathered airplanes with questionable functionality dotted the tarmac. Our initial astonishment turned to tension as armed men in military type uniforms drove up to our airplane and one of their commanders barked harsh words at the flight attendants and demanded possession of their passports. Our first touchdown in Russia made it painfully clear to us that while on Russian soil, we would not have the same freedoms that we were accustomed to in the United States.
Our second landing was just outside the city of Vladivostok, the destination for our adoption. Though friendlier than our initial landing, going through customs verified our initial impressions that as foreigners in their country, we were not welcome visitors.
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