Last night, I had a dream that touched me deeply. I saw my father, who passed away this year, come to my side with my son. They were talking, as if no time had passed. My heart was filled with joy and longing at the same time.

In the dream, I just wanted to hug him, feel his warmth and tell him how much I have missed him. These moments were so real that, when I woke up, I felt a mixture of sadness and comfort. Sadness for knowing that he is no longer physically with us, but comfort for feeling that, in some way, he is still present in our lives, taking care of us and sharing moments with his grandson.

These dreams are a small consolation, a connection to the eternal love we feel for those who have passed.

Dad, wherever you are, I hope you know how much you are loved and remembered. I miss you forever.

"Sometimes, dreams bring back those we love, even if only for a brief moment, to remind us that love never dies."

 

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