She could see her spot come into view already as she walked closer to the large tree with an old concrete bench erected under it. The bench was chapped at the edges and it was brownish in color, nothing special, but even as she sat on it she felt the familiar calmness go through her body. She still didn’t understand her connection to this spot but she always felt at peace each time she came here. It was like it was easier for her to talk to God from here. She watched as two fireflies played in front of her before finally flying away from her view. She smiled as they reminded her of herself and Debra. She remembered having a problem with her accommodation when she arrived and Debra offering to share her room with her at her home. She didn’t know it then, but God provided her with a friend, a family, and a home away from home. A second chance. Through the Botha family, she became born again and grew to know, love and depend on God.
Now she knew she had to make amends and reconcile with her first family. Her parents had forgiven her but her sister, Kenny hadn’t and she didn’t know how else to apologize. Her sister never picks up her phone whenever she calls. She took in a deep breath and looked up to the sky knowing God could see and hear her