I dreamt of my dad last night. He was a ghost, as usual (am i making this sound casual?), and he was sitting beside me.
It's always my wish every night to dream of my dad. I miss him. I feel that a way to be with him, see him, feel him, is during the depths of the night, in the middle of my unconsciousness.
And he was with me last night. I cannot remember everything that transpired in my dream. It was very vague to me. But I do know he told me something.
"Live a happy life. Enjoy your life."
This morning, I thought of how my life is. I wake up, I watch the morning news, I prepare for work, travel to work, be at work, go home, sleep. This is my routine everyday.
Just now, I think of my dad and the life he has lived here on earth.
I didn't grow up with him. He was just in and out my life as he had a new family already when I was growing up. I just see him, sure, when he visits my grandma and his family almost everyday but I never really lived with him for a long time to actually know how life has been to him.
But despite the seemingly distant relationship I may have with him, I do understand what he wants me to do. To enjoy my life. To be happy.
That, I will do. Enjoy and be happy. For as long as I know I have my reverence to God, respect for others, love to share, I know happiness is an easy task to do.
later.
