Last week I wrote about my experience with Dad in a dream.
“I call for Dad. I hear ‘What!’ yelled from downstairs. Seconds later I hear foot steps walk into the room, and it’s Dad.
I say, ‘I’m just checking that you’re here’. He replied, ‘I’ll always be here with you.’ He replied in a deep, kind of gravely, and calming voice. His rhythm and tempo matched the rhythm and tempo of other times he meant to be re-assuring and supportive. I remember that kind of measured, deep, and re-assuring tone well.” — read the full post here.
The other day I sat with Dad in his room. I told him that I love him and I’m not sure how much longer we’ll have together. He said in a gravely and calming voice, “forever.”
Growing up, I insisted that the light in my clothes closet remain lit and the door partially ajar so that I could feel secure going to sleep. Now, I feel that I can go to that closet, that secure place from my childhood, and find my Dad.