Heartbreaking

So another day begins, lets go back to April 2004.I was living in a homeless hostel at the time. (rather rough) and I was on all sorts of medication for my depression etc. It was the day before my sons birthday and I had no money. The result I sold my mobile phone. Know all this seems ok until I tell you that the next day on my sons birthday my dad tried to call me to see if I was ok (I wasn't) and wanted to go to his house.
As I didn't have a phone I never got this call. I only found out weeks later when I finally saw him. This still upsets me now and also makes me see that one small act of reaching out to someone you love to check that they are ok can have a huge effect.