You may have already read my blog on My best friend but he has been visiting me in dreams and in real life since he left our current physical plane.
It’s been just over a year since he left, and a lot has happened in that time. It has given me a lot of reflection time, and also a lot of heartache for where he has left gaps in many lives. I’d also like to point out that my life was so much richer as a result of his presence, and for that I am eternally grateful. To quote my earlier blog, I am who I am because he was who he was.
I’d been pondering the thought of having a dance with him. I tried to remember if we danced at my sister’s wedding. I couldn’t actually remember…I was gazing through photographs and asking that question as I fell asleep.
In my dream, I had picked him up and I was driving around town. I felt that my time was limited for some reason. We got back to my childhoodhouse, and started having a rare old time of it, with some crazy dance moves. I had a video camera poised to take a video, wishing to capture each moment – all the while aware of the limited time we had to dance together.
When I awoke I realised this – my Dad had come back to give me a dance.
Love you Dad xxx