Sequoia Coast The summers die, One by one.

Title from Bring him Home, Les miserables.

John had made a decision, and a heartbreaking one: He left Sweetharbor with one glance back as he looked across from the end of the land bridge. His heart ached, what he thought would be a holy land crumbled under everyone’s feet. John never blamed God for any of this, and never would he, for everything that happens in our lives has a meaning and purpose we do not know of, and never will.

He left with @Heda and her family, leaving the turmoil and crashing waves behind. He continued to pray to God that something good will happen in all this, and that they all may find a new home. 

When he had a moment, he sought out Heda. He wanted to try to console her, help her in this time of grief. He found her, stood in front of her and spoke gently, like the ocean breeze blowing the lavender fields. “I wish I could do more than say, I’m sorry. For everything that happened. If there’s anything you ever need, please seek me out.” This he said with a gentle voice.