My first night in Mae Sot in my new apartment I had a dream about dad. In the dream dad and I were talking, he was getting better, stronger. I spoke to mom about his remarkable recovery, I asked her "Is he getting stronger? better?" Mom said she thought he was. My father looked healthy and happy. Then at the end of the dream, dad tried on a beautiful black suit with a grey tie. He asked me "What I thought of this?" meaning, did I think it was OK for him to wear the suit and tie in his coffin.
Then I woke up.
Then I woke up.
