I had another dream about my father last night. He was walking slowly and was healthy. I was with mom, dad was shirtless, I told him he had gained weight and was looking good. He did look good and healthier even thou he walked very slow.We then spoke of changes and renovations he had done to his home. I did not really like the changes that much but told dad they looked good because I knew it was important to him. I did not want him to think he had made a mistake. Dad was happy as we talked. Then I woke up.
On February 22 it will be 3 years since we lost dad and I still dream of him very often. I will probably dream of my sweet father the rest of my life, at least in that sense he will never die.
On February 22 it will be 3 years since we lost dad and I still dream of him very often. I will probably dream of my sweet father the rest of my life, at least in that sense he will never die.
