I woke this morning past my alarm and felt a bit disoriented. I had slowly grabbed on to a bad dream I had.
Usually I try to hold on to the good dreams and piece them together but my mind today was grabbing at this one and not letting it go.
It was one of those dreams that you know has meaning if you want to dig for it, but I don’t want to.
I wanted to let it go so I turned to Daddy. He is asleep still but I can easily pull his face into my mind. I can hold myself with his arms. I can use his words that always comfort me.
He is there for me in my mind and in my heart even when he is oceans away.
Lisa Gray 