I haven’t had any contact with my biological father in two decades. This morning I woke up with a sinking feeling that he passed away.
My mother and father have been divorced for thirty five years. I had to call my mother and tell her how I felt. I phoned my mother and we were discussing that there’s no way any family member would know if he were dead because when he moved out of state he completely disappeared. Out of curiosity, I decided to look for him with an internet search. My husband, Rick walked in from work so I cut my search short and started to prepare dinner.
While I was slicing vegetables, Rick came in to chat with me about his day.
As he began telling me about his morning, he suddenly remembered a dream he had the night before. Rick dreamt his father has passed away and the dream took place at his fathers wake.
Rick told me his dream was so vivid, it felt like it was really happening.
Rick asked me if I could interpret it in any way. It occurred to me that I didn’t dream about my father passing away I was picking up Rick’s dream. I told him about my dream, then called my mom, “I was dreaming about Rick’s dad. As far as my dreams are concerned, dad’s not dead.”
