Dreams

Had some wonderful dreams of my dad this past weekend. They were wonderful because he was his old healthy self. I can't really recall what the dream was even about - but I know some of it was just the good ole days of camping as a family. I love these kinds of dreams. Anything where I get to "see" my dad again is a wonderful thing. After I dream about him, it sticks with me all day. I feel renewed in my faith that I will see him again someday!