Sunday, January 22, 2006


I had a short but vivid dream last night.

I rarely remember dreams, and as far as I can recall....I've only dreamed about my dad once since he died 7 years ago.

But last night, I dreamed that I was in an unfamiliar house. It was a nice place, very comfortable. But I have no idea who's home it was supposed to be. And I KNEW that my dad was there. I remember walking into a room and anticipating that dad would be there, and a moment later he came around the corner. He looked just great. He saw me right away and smiled as he started across the room with his arms extended towards me. He wrapped me up in a great big "Don hug"!!!

And then...I woke up.

Is it a coincidence that he was here for me on Meg's birthday?