He didn't show.
I parked my car down the street, "maybe if he sees my car isnt there he will come"..my thoughts.
I stood on my neighbor's driveway waiting. He was supposed to be there from 10-12. Each car that passed by made my heart leap into my throat and breathing stop. Needless to say none of those cars carried my father to me. 11:34am...still no dad.
I feel like such a fool at times. Why do I hope? Well, because it gets me through each day. But still, why do I hope that one day I will see his face again? That I cannot answer.
So instead of focusing on my disappoint and broken heart I went to my new job today. With death comes new life? Dead to my father yet alive in my new life. Yes, that is what I will hope upon..my new life.
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