The other day while at a wedding one of my best friends since childhood sent me a text that totally threw me off guard. It really just knocked the breath out of me. I don’t talk about him a lot but it was about my dad.
In her text, she told me how she debated whether to tell me not knowing how it would affect me but decided to anyway. She had this dream where she saw my dad. She said she remember so vividly what he was wearing down to his jeans and tee shirt. She said he was in an office type environment and they were sitting next to each other. My friend told me they shook hands and she proceeded to ask about my mom to which he pointed in the opposite direction from his. She told him she would mention it to me that she saw me to which he simply reply to her, “Just tell her I’m fine”.
Close scene. After that she drew a blank. Crazy how a lot of my close friends have all had similar dreams about my dad. Common part in all of them is he telling them to let me know he is okay. I miss him everyday. Some days even a little more than others. I miss calling out to him and how much effort he would put into teaching me new things. My mom and him while alike were different and I like to think my dad and I had a special father/daughter relationship. One I miss every single day and probably always will. Still, hearing about a dream like that brings a bittersweet feeling.
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