Wednesday, February 9, 2022

Dad

 I dreamed about my Dad.  (It's unusual enough that I dreamed, since I almost never wake up at the point where I remember my dreams.)

Dad died seventeen years ago.  In the dream, he's involved in planning Gloria's memorial service.  He doesn't say anything during the whole dream.

(Now that I've posted that, can I go back to sleep?)

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