I’ve been having dreams about dad. In one dream he and I had a discussion that we should have had years ago about his medical directive. I remember that he explained exactly what he wanted me to do if he was ever in the condition he was in after his heart attack. I remember being happy that I knew what he wanted. But can’t remember what he said, its maddening. It wasn’t a nightmare. I felt good knowing what he wanted even if I can’t remember now. I’ve had a dream about him every night since he died. I am afraid that the dreams will stop.
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