Dreams

I dream about my dad a lot. Sometimes I feel like there is a deep meaning to them (I'll explain specific dreams in later posts) and sometimes they just seem like any other dream, except he's there. In the last few dreams he's been sick but getting better. Able to move around without issue and talk about whatever. Everytime this happens there's a brief moment when I wake up that I feel like he's still alive, then reality sets in once again. I feel real sad after this happens, another reminder of what I had that is now lost. At first I wished that I didn't have these dreams, since waking up sad is not ideal. However, the more I thought about it, the more I enjoy these dreams. We get to spend time together, even if it's not really happening. And even if it only happens for a second, when I wake up I'm reminded what it's like to have him in my life. Although I miss him every single day, it's good to know that he lives on in memories and dreams. Going forward I will cherish these dreams and the memories they provoke.