I just woke up after a dream about my father. He looked sickly thin but was walking and seemed OK. I waked into a room where he was standing and told him, “I have so much to tell you before you get sick again.” Then I woke up. The dream was upsetting. My eyes teared up on awaking. It has been 6 years and 5 months now but I still miss my dad terribly.
Was thinking if I dedicated something to him, a form of a gift, maybe that might help. A book on AMBROTOS KANATA?