Dreaming Of Dad

The last two nights have dreamt of my father, both dreams were peaceful, even happy. No more begging him not to die or seeing him looking ill and white faced. In last night’s dream he was normal and happy and with mom. I climbed down from the apartment floor above to share a dinner with them. Dad did not speak but seemed content, I spoke with mom about what we were going to eat.

I am glad the dad dreams of late have been less disturbing than my dreams soon after he died.  I am happy I still dream of him, when we share dreams, it is like he is still alive and we are together.