libragrrl
January 6th, 2005, 11:18 AM
Dad passed away in April 2003. I had many many dreams where he came to visit me after that, but then I just stopped seeing him. That changed last night :)
I was attending a birthday banquet in my honor in some fancy posh hotel on the top floor. There were people there who I didn't even know. At one table there was royalty from Japan, who I greeted graciously. At another, royalty from Britain, who I also greeted. Everything was decorated in white, cream, and ecru. Chandeliers on the ceiling. I sat at the head of one of the tables up front. There was a table a couple of steps up at the VERY front composed of guests who were acting as judges for a party game. There were small ladybug shaped pagers magnetically attached to the chairs, and each ladybug had a series of letters & numbers on it. It was basically for door prizes.
Anyways, as they were calling numbers for people to go up, about 2 or 3 tables down from me I saw my father. He was wearing a white shirt with a dark tan coat over it, and the pants were the same color. I just kept staring at him, because in my dream I knew he was supposed to have passed away. He looked back at me, kind if like, "what are you staring at?" But I couldn't help it. I blinked, I rubbed my eyes, shook my head, and looked again. Yup. It was him. I nudged a friend sitting across the table, and I asked her, "Who is that?" She told me she was visiting from Maryland or something. So my friend couldn't see my dad then. Just me.
It was so good to see him, it really was. The only acknowledgement I had from him was that stare he gave me, but that was enough for me. He walked past me to get a door prize, and then walked back to his seat. The next time I looked at him, he wasn't there. Either he left, or it really was some woman from Maryland sitting there in the first place.
Then a friend of mine clinked her glass, raised it, and said , "Happy Birthday Suzanne!" and everyone raised their glass to toast me.
I was attending a birthday banquet in my honor in some fancy posh hotel on the top floor. There were people there who I didn't even know. At one table there was royalty from Japan, who I greeted graciously. At another, royalty from Britain, who I also greeted. Everything was decorated in white, cream, and ecru. Chandeliers on the ceiling. I sat at the head of one of the tables up front. There was a table a couple of steps up at the VERY front composed of guests who were acting as judges for a party game. There were small ladybug shaped pagers magnetically attached to the chairs, and each ladybug had a series of letters & numbers on it. It was basically for door prizes.
Anyways, as they were calling numbers for people to go up, about 2 or 3 tables down from me I saw my father. He was wearing a white shirt with a dark tan coat over it, and the pants were the same color. I just kept staring at him, because in my dream I knew he was supposed to have passed away. He looked back at me, kind if like, "what are you staring at?" But I couldn't help it. I blinked, I rubbed my eyes, shook my head, and looked again. Yup. It was him. I nudged a friend sitting across the table, and I asked her, "Who is that?" She told me she was visiting from Maryland or something. So my friend couldn't see my dad then. Just me.
It was so good to see him, it really was. The only acknowledgement I had from him was that stare he gave me, but that was enough for me. He walked past me to get a door prize, and then walked back to his seat. The next time I looked at him, he wasn't there. Either he left, or it really was some woman from Maryland sitting there in the first place.
Then a friend of mine clinked her glass, raised it, and said , "Happy Birthday Suzanne!" and everyone raised their glass to toast me.