I had an intense dream of my Daddy this morning..I was in Harcourt, New Brunswick..my childhood home, visiting his grave..there was a statue of him laid out by his grave..and I was caressing the statue face of my Daddy, crying and hugging and cuddling his statue..wishing he was there with me..and the harder I began to cry and plead and wish for his presence..the stronger the desire began to grow inside me and the harder my sobs became..I could feel the power flowing through me, and building with each sob that shook my core..through my tears, the sheer will of my desire ad yearning for my Daddy to be with me once again..was having an affect..the statue of my Daddy started to get warmer and his face began to transform ..in my deep intense emotional state.. I watched my Daddy come back to life..until I was sobbing once again on his chest nestled in his warm strong arms...never wanting the moment to ever end.. such utter exhausted relief..like the weight and the heaviness of life had been lifted off of me finally..caressing and rubbing his face...feeling the soft roughness of the stubble on his cheeks, his eyes staring into mine ..I couldnt get enough of just touching and relishing the feeling of the face that I had missed for so very long..and feeling such relief to be where I could finally feel the safety and security of his arms.. his presence ..and his unconditional love once again..I felt like I could finally rest in peace with the warmth of his skin under my hands and my head upon his chest..the home I had been searching and yearning for..I was finally where I wanted to be..I was home
Posted on: Tue, 27 Jan 2015 00:09:07 +0000
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