Last night we met in my dream. I woke up and you were sitting there. It seemed like a hospital room, I was in the hospital bed, you were in the chair. I remember reaching out and touching your hand. Your skin was tan as usual and your skin was soft like it always was. You told me to stay where I was, that everything was fine. You said you'd be leaving soon and not to follow you. Then you left a note behind, that you loved me and not to come up to you. I didn't want you to go, I cried. I woke up and felt peaceful and happy that you visited. I love you so much dad, thank you for visiting me last night in my dream!
Dad feeding his ducks