Last night I dreamed I was at my sister's wedding. When I walked in that little country church I saw my Daddy sitting on the back row. No one else could see him. I came up behind him and wrapped my arms around him. He smiled, but never said a word. He just held on tight.
I have wondered over the last few months why he never appears in my dreams. I miss him and I needed to just see his face again. I'm glad he showed up last night.
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Oh, that's such a sweet post! I loved it.
I'm from The Swap, but haven't said hi yet. Renna and I were owners for six years and passed it Amy/Kelly in January.
Looking forward to reading your blog!
MarilynM
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