tigerMy father died a few months ago. He visited me last night. In the dream, I thought about how fun it was joking with him again. But then I wondered how long it would take for him to fade away, knowing he was already gone. I can't talk about it to those close to me. It feels so personal, but it's weighing on me. I can say it here because I'm just talking to a wall. I never got to say goodbye to him. We didn't have the best relationship, but we got damn close to fixing it towards the end. Hug your dad.
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