Papa

Last night, before I went into sleep, I told myself that I haven’t seen papa for a very long time since the 49th day after his passing. So I prayed to god that I wanted to see him once to bid farewell. Within the 49 days of his passing, he always came to my dreams at the time I was about to get up. Last night I dreamt of him again, that’s he was lying down on the arm chair that he loved at our old house. And all of us hugged him to tell him we love him and said good bye. He nodded and all smiles. I pray he is happy there. I miss him so much.