Learning the hard way-Chapter 3
Towards evening on Sunday, we were seared around the table about to have desert. We had commented on the fact that we would remain here through Monday, and was glad for it. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. To our amazement there stood Alicia, like a miracle out of the blue. Her arms were open wide, her face wreathed in smiles and her eyes filled with tears. We had not seen her in over a year. She was looking wonderfully beautiful. We all wept with joy and sheer delight. In my heart I cried “Oh God, you are doing something for Alicia.” Was there an explanation? What could the answer be? The impossible dream had come true. At last Alicia is here. She visited with us for the next two months and we cleared our communication lines in open and frank talk. Alicia was so open and honest and it hurt, actually. She made a commitment to our amazement, and in her own words she said her parents had matured a great deal.
She began to tell us about a very special man in her life, that she had become serious about. His name was Jason, and he was a child born to parents up in years. He was the complete center of much attention, and he grew selfish, demanding, and usually got what he wanted. Alicia left the impression that he was rather neglected. To her, he insisted there was no such thing as family love and family ties. He experienced a great deal of misunderstanding in his family, and he did not relate to his father at all. He had no desire to stay home and this was fine with his father.