Early this morning I had a dream about my Daddy. I dreamt that I was visiting his church and as I entered the door there he was talking to Uncle Freddy. He looked so good, and healthy, so strong, he was so animated and jovial. I went up to him and gave him a really big hug. My sisters were there and my Dad was disturbed and unhappy because they were fighting. I think he knows that they are not communicating with each other and it''s disturbing to him. Rest in peace Daddy, I love you, and I miss you so very much!
