Dreams of My Father...

March 11, 2013

Boys,
This morning I woke up and I remembered that I had a very spiritual dream about my Father, your Gidi. It was wild, because I rarely dream of him. Dreams fade quickly so I'll try to remember what I dreamt. I know I had it in the late morning because Daddy left for work early and I had already woken up. This dream happened after I went back to sleep. I was sad when I woke up because it had to end, but I was happy that I had a visit from my father. I remember laying on a bed face down and all of a sudden I was being hugged hard, and maybe my hand was being squeezed hard. I was so happy my Dad finally came to see me and talk to me after all this time. I think I asked him why he had not come sooner. I asked him if he was in heaven and how was it? He said he was and I remember that he was positive and happy when speaking of heaven. I cannot remember much more, sadly, and I know we had a longer visit. I just remember hugging tight and him being happy and me being so happy to see him and talk to him....

Boys, I wish you could have met your Gidi. He was a helluva guy. A big, boisterous, colorful and big hearted man. You knew when he walked into a room. He would have loved you all so much. I think of him everyday. I wish I could have known him as an adult.

I love you Daddy/Gidi