julia

When I was in Brazil a few years ago I was staying at my mothers friends house and he had this crazy dog that would bark and jump so high at the gate and I was afraid of him. I was coming back to the house one day anticipating the dog and I was so scared to open the gate. Of course when i finally had the courage to open it the dog bolted out and ran away. There I was in an unfamiliar town in another country crying and running after this dog I was afraid of. He ran through all of these streets and through a playground and finally into someone’s property where there was a boy around my age hanging laundry outside. I asked him for help and he agreed, we walked through the woods on a mountain where there was a view of the city, all the houses stacked the way they look in mountain towns in Brazil. I trusted this boy to walk in the woods with me alone and we walked and talked until we found the dog. Anything could have happened to me but I chose to trust him. I think he was sent by God out to hang the laundry and without him I wouldn’t have found my mom’s friends dog. I wish I had asked his name.