Disappointment

My parents have been divorced since I was a year old, so whenever I can visit my dad it's like I won the lottery. But there was one time when I was around six or seven that I couldn't and it broke my heart.

I was all set to go, my bags were packed and I couldn't stop smiling the whole way to the train station in San Jose. My dad was supposed to come on the morning train from... where ever he was staying at the time, pick me up after having an awkward conversation with my mom, then we would take a train back to where he was staying. But things never go exactly as planned.

My mom and I were parked in the parking lot waiting for my dad's train to come when my mom got a call. It was my dad. They talked for a little while, then the phone was given to me. I was overjoyed to hear his voice and immediately asked how much longer I would have to wait. My face fell when I heard that I wouldn't be able to see him. My dad doesn't have a drivers license let alone a car so his only choice was to depend on someone else to get him to the train station which no one could do.

I tried not to cry and tried to act like a big girl but as soon as I gave the phone back to my mom, I started bawling my eyes out. I hardly ever see my dad and it crushed me when I was told that I couldn't go that day. The whole ride home I never stopped sobbing.