Last night I had a dream about my deceased dad. It was a dream that was very vague and yet real. It was full of no words and an awesome presence of peace and happiness. The kind of dream where you try to shut your eyes and go back to that moment and hope it becomes a recurring dream. It was a wonderful moment.
That's how I roll.
Yay Leslie!
It sounds like a wonderful dream. I hope you have another one just like it.
Sounds like Dad is saying "I'm happy". And he wanted you to know that.