I had the strangest and nicest daydream today. It was unusual since I usually don't daydream in the shower, and I'm so glad I did! A little background might be necessary, so I'll elaborate. My wonderful and kind father died of what we'll call surgery complications on March 22nd this year. It was and still is a fresh and almost unbearable pain in my life. Making it harder, of coure, was the loss of my step father December 26th of 2003. Having both loving and devoted fathers taken from me has put a crimp in my emotional and I'm sure psychological way of thinking and dealing with everyday life. I am far from a basketcase, but I'm sure you can understand where I'm coming from.
I dreamt of a diner in heaven {yes i see heaven as a diner}, with a circular table and people all around the table. It was a red and tan booth, comfortable, but looked brand new. My dad Brian was sitting relaxed and comfortable in his Navy uniform. He looked exactly like he did when he was in his early 20's. He looked so handsome and happy, so peaceful. Next to him was a handsome 40 year old Mexican in sweat pants and a comfortable t-shirt. He looked like he just got back from the gym and was feeling good. I'll always remember my step-dad Alex this way, it was the happiest time in his life. They looked so happy and comfortable with each other, not a care in the world.
Maybe that's what heaven is like... you become the age you were happiest at. I know my Dad is in his sailor suit right now, and my step-dad.. he might be salsa dancing. :) Can you imagine the parties?
Don't ever stop thinking about the ones you lose.
Thanks for listening..
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