A few nights ago I had a dream with my dad. It had been a
while since he visited me during my slumbers. It was a pretty funny interaction
too. I woke up with a smile on my face because it was so realistic of how he
was.
For some reason in the dream I worked in a small office. It
seemed like a doctor’s office – at least it was nothing like the offices where
I’ve worked in my recent experience. He came by to fix the window in the office
and had finished his task. It was 2:30 in the dream and he stopped by my desk
and asked if I could go home yet. I told him that I still had a lot of work to
do. So he said he would stick around and go take a nap.
He walked away and came back a few minutes later and asked
me where the chair he liked to recline in was. I told him that the bosses had
gotten rid of it. To which he replied “Idiots!” He then proceeded to go back to
the area where he commenced with his nap.
I wasn’t sure what the dream meant or why all of a sudden my
dad was visiting again. It was a very pleasant surprise. It reminded me of some
of the other dreams I had of him when he first passed away.
I had one dream where he was sitting in a hospital bed and
he had put on weight. He was eating a dish of edamame and he picked up one of
the pods and looked at it as if he had never seen it before. He then proceeded
to eat it and made a ‘humpf’ sound to signify that he liked it.
A few days later I had a dream that he, my husband and I
were walking down the street. We came upon a man who was selling gallons of
olive oil for 11 dollars. When my dad saw the price, he stopped and told the
guy he wanted to buy all the olive oil he had. He turned to us to tell us that "11 bucks for olive oil is a great price.”
It’s funny that I remember these things about my dad and
that they are manifested in my dreams in the way they are. This last dream put
a smile on my face which is something I need to keep remembering to do when I
think of my dad.
