Here's a very sad story from a friend who left SA to live in the UK two years ago. Like in her it raises many emotions in me, mostly anger and frustration. I'm thankful our girls are not there to be exposed to the risks of living in SA. We called other friends last weekend, in Cape Town, to be told they had suffered an armed robbery in their Constantia home. How traumatic for those involved!
Just to add to my letter of yesterday....
I have just heard from my Mom that my sister was hijacked AGAIN last Saturday (second time). In her driveway of her Johannesburg home which already has a massive wall, electric fence, barbed wire, TV monitor and buzzer at the gate, gun, 2 rotweillers and internal security gates. Three men followed her home, 2 jumped out as her electric gate opened, one ripped her ring off her finger with his teeth, the other shot at her and shot his mate instead, who then bled all over my sister. She ran into the house to make sure her 4 children could be safely be secured. Her husband ran out with a gun when the hijackers returned for their wounded friend..........thank goodness she is physically fine. She did not, however, deserve for her life to be disrespected like this.
My heart bleeds for South Africa and today my heart bleeds for my sister and I am sad that I cannot be there for her. I am not going to make a social comment about this, as this evokes all those mixed feelings about SA. I also respect that you all have different feelings about living in and leaving SA. I only wish to say, that I will take my brolly out with pleasure today, so what if the weather is not even playing game (even for summer) right now, and even though I won't know a single face outside that school today and my phonebook is a lot thinner here in the UK (but we ARE happy). I give thanks that it wasn't my sister's day to go. And I give thanks that I will feel that my own little immediate family is a bit safer in bed tonight .... even though it is not the Home I love most.
