Return to sender

She had spent hours making a doll for a child whom she had seen at an orphanage in Mexico. She documented the doll's making, the fabrics it was made from, the hands that made it, its first visit to the hairdresser, its passport (which she even had stamped by the passport authorities on its first trip abroad), and first encounter with its young new mother in a book.
She visited the child regularly and saved the book for years to remind herself, and eventually the child, of the significance of time in becoming aware of our ourselves and of the world around us. When she believed that the time had come - that she and the child were ready to learn from it, she brought the book to the orphange. But child was gone.
The personnel took the book (the only manuscript) and said that they would give it to the child, but since they didn't know where the child had gone, they put it in the trash. When she wrote later to find out if the child had received the book, her mail was returned.