Read the post, Fathers, Friends, and Dreams, on  The Luna Park Gazette. It’s very touching and full of personal insight from a man willing to face painful truths.

I did some time traveling this morning by way of a dream.

This wasn’t a trip to ancient Egypt or the Roman Empire, this was the recent past–my recent past to be exact.

I
dreamed my father was still alive, still elderly and still in need of
care. Seven months after his death, seven months of not having to worry
about him anymore, I was back on the job.