Went to work. Worked. Came home. Missed my son. Missed my dad. Shed a few tears. Tried to figure out where my dad went and if he is watching. Is there somewhere out there a piece of him lives on? That's why I have decided to start a blog. So something out there will be me. I am looking for a piece of my dad that he never opened to me. Somewhere he wrote down his thoughts or experiences. Things in his heart that he shared only with heaven. Sorrows, joys, reflective moments. Somewhere that he wrote about his tree and the personal meaning he got from it. Once he told me that I needed my own tree. A place to go, somewhere where I could cry, laugh, pray, scream,...be. Maybe this blog is it. I don't know.
Another successful day.
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