It is mid day, keep waking up after dreaming of dad. Lots of dreams of his funeral, just after he was buried, lying in the coffin, walking and talking beside mom and me, me telling him how much I miss him, telling him how we wished he did not die, tears, sadness. Too many dreams, 3 or 4 I think. Not as intense as last year but still pretty real, dad has been gone over 1 year now, his death day was Feb 22.
Not sure why all these dreams have returned, maybe preparing the submission, the recent passing of the day we lost him, maybe the photo I posted last blog (seeing his eyes again). Have not dreamt like this for many months, but they are all back again this afternoon. Need to get some sleep before work tonight.
Not sure why all these dreams have returned, maybe preparing the submission, the recent passing of the day we lost him, maybe the photo I posted last blog (seeing his eyes again). Have not dreamt like this for many months, but they are all back again this afternoon. Need to get some sleep before work tonight.
