10/2/18
i had a dream last night that my dad was here. it was weird, he was just sitting there, and i ran up to him and hugged him and said i loved him. he looked the same but his hair was a bit more white. he looked so happy. i felt as if i felt his presence with me. i asked him all the questions i wish i had asked him while he were alive, but i wish i remembered the answers. when i hugged him, it felt real, as if someone were there. i had never felt so happy in a dream. i told him i loved him so many times and never stopped hugging him and cried of joy. when i woke up, my pillow was wet with tears, and i felt so empty inside yet happy.
