Dreams

After 3 weeks after my dad's demise, I finally dreamt of him. I dreamt that he was telling us his last day at the company, a lot of his colleagues spoke to him. I dreamt that my mum chided him for talking so much. I dreamt that I was in my room playing computer games, I had a plate of luncheon meat as munchies and he came to my room and took one alice of the luncheon meat and I chided him. It was very real and also amazingly my mum cooked luncheon meat for dinner on that night and offered to him as prayers too...