Today, I dreamt of my Dad. We lived in a rather big house, and my whole family was there. We ate his wonderful Chili, talked a lot and I could finally hug him again. I also kinda knew that he was dead, but I didn't want to ask why he did it because I thought he would've gone away after that.
I was also aware of the fact that I was probably dreaming, but I tried to enjoy it as much as I could.
I don't feel sad now, because I know that he was with me while I was dreaming. I've only had that once before, and that was right after he died. He hugged me in my dream and said goodbye. I know from my heart that his spirit comes to me whenever I need him, and I guess tonight I needed him too.
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That's so touching... and you described it so beautifully. I understood every bit of it, every feeling too... and I found it really sweet. Your connection with your dad is truly unique, and it shows how much you both loved eachother. Most kids take their parents for granted, but I really love the way you care about your father like that. He may not be with you physically, but he's always watching over you, and you know that. Up in Heaven, he's always looking after you and keeping you safe. He shouldn't have ever been taken away from you, because neither of you deserve it.
I'm also glad you're okay, I haven't heard from you for so long. I was getting a bit worried.
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