A little preface...my father passed on 4 years ago. Prior to that, he had had a major stroke tht left him with aphasia, and so he came to live with me. Although communicating was sometimes difficult, I was very fortunate in that I could usually figure out exactly what he was trying to say. It was a blessing!
Night before last I had a couple of odd dreams, one right after the next, or so it seemed. In the first dream, I came into my house and when I got to the hallway, there was a strange man in the house. It startled me pretty good and when I looked around, I realized that none of the furnishings in the house were familiar. So, I guess it was no longer my house.
Next dream, I came Into my house again, and when I got to the hallway, I saw my dad sitting at the computer. He smiled, and even though I knew in the dream that it was only his spirit, he gave me a wonderful hug!
I woke up, and remembered both dreams...which is unusual in and of itself! Later on during the day, I was playing Hanging With Friends with Liz, and it was my turn to make a word. When the letters came up, I realized that the letters there spelled "Brandon", which was my fathers last name. Odd...so I hit the shuffle button, and the last three letters of the bottom row were "ROY". That was my fathers name!
Okay, now I'm not 100%sure why I felt liked needed to post this here...but maybe it is to bring comfort to those of you that are going thru transitional times right now. And maybe it is for those of you who have recently, or even not so recently, suffered a loss. I truly believe that they are always with us, always near by.
And of course there are the times he just lets me screw up and sits back and laughs. sigh. I wish I would dream of him...used to have dreams with him in them when he was alive, but haven't had one with him since he passed. I'm glad your dad visited you and gave you a hug, that's so wonderful and so special. There have been a few other signs, you just have to see them.
