Monday, June 13, 2011

Knock Knock, Who's There?

So, here I am at work on a Monday....and my mind can do nothing else but think about this past Saturday...

I knocked on someone's door...actually not just anyone's door. It was someone who is potentially (most likely) my biological father.....

He didn't answer. He was home. He couldn't face me, his daughter...his very own flesh and blood.

So, this morning, I'm knocking on Heaven's Door...to ask the one who is supposed to be close to the brokenhearted to help me keep going...because I'm still breathing.