I have a tendency to not remember my dreams. I'm not going to say I don't dream. It's been pretty well established that everyone dreams to one extent or another. But in the morning when I wake up I'll catch a fleeting glimpse of my dreamscape and than it drifts away into the mist of nothinginess.
This morning I woke up remembering a dream and even now still remember parts of it. It was one of those weird dreams where there was a lot of people from work and we where in a house in the middle of nowhere and talking about going to the University of Montana. I walked outside and was alone in fields with rolling hills and I heard my Dad speak to me. I woke up as I was calling out to him "Dad?"
That's all I remember. It's the first time that I can remember dreaming about my Dad since he died this last summer.
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I loved this post! I have the opposite effect, I have very vivid dreams and they tend to stay with me. Used to dream a lot about my dad, still do some. And sometimes I'll be just between awake and sleep and I'll hear my name being called out and it will sound just like his voice. Eerie!
Thanks. This dream has stayed with me, I keep thinking back on it. I wish I could hear his voice again.
The car I currently drive, an SUV, used to be my dad's, he bought it the year he died. It was too big and pricey for my mom so I bought it from her, anyway, in the visor it has a recording device to record directions and such, his voice is on it. I'll have to cut it out of the car if I ever get rid of it. :o)
That's really neat, to be able to listen to his voice like that. My brother bought my Dad's truck before he died.
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