Just sitting at home, looking at the sky, thinking about you and the good times we've had. I miss you, but you will always be with me. Actually, I think of you and mom following each other around. i picture you both investigating and flying around together, in love as though you are honeymooners again. You are so happy again, showing me your beautiful smile and sparkling blue eyes. I am so grateful you are no longer stuck in your head with the frustration of knowing people are not understanding what you are saying. I know you felt like this often...I could see it and hear it in your quiet voice. Your dementia reminded me of Grammy in that same way...an amazingly strong woman with a stroke. At times I found your situations very similar.
Anyhow, on to greener pastures and rainbows. About a week ago I had such a vivid dream. In the middle of my dreams, I appeared to be sitting behind the Father at my dad's service. However, the Father's seat was not occupied in my dream. It was me in my wheelchair sitting alone, with the exception of my great childhood friend, Ryan Rantzow, standing behind me. It was all a silent event aside from the message and beauty this moment expressed. Ryan was standing behind me with the most magnicent, enormous angel wings. They were white and gorgeous. Ryan went to spread his arms wide open, then he moved his wings as though they were encompassing me just a bit. They never touched any part of my body, knowing I have arm pain. I continued on with my dreams about who knows what. Right before I awoke for the day, I was once again, sitting exactly in the same blessed scenario. It is now engrained in my memory. with all my spirit and soul, I am convinced this was you, dad, to let me know you are still my angel, as you were my angel here on earth. You will always be with me and looking out for me. I also believe Ryan was used because you knew him well and he is so important to me, especially as a kid. How can I forget Ryan, right dad? I also believe you showed me twice because you knew I would not remember this magnificent encounter, unless it was done at the very moments before opening my eyes. I know I would not have recollection of this if I was shown the first time only. I am very convinced this was my father communicating by our spirits, without needing our mouths to move.
Thank you so much dad for this priceless gift. I love you for eternity. The same goes for you mom!!!!