The Serendipitious Nap

My dad is standing on the  far left.

My dad is standing on the far left. Whoever took this picture was obviously partaking in the festivities. LOL

Naps are not known for their chance to provide a person with big life moments, so I’m surprised by a fairly fortuitous one. During my nap yesterday, I had a dream about my deceased father that was so real and was SO TOTALLY 1989.  My father and his bowling buddies had won a huge national bowling tournament.  Their embroidered bowling jackets smelled of smoke and cheap beer and my dad’s comb-over was typically askew.  The whole league listened as they announced that they were going to follow their dreams and go PRO.  I could even smell the oil on the lanes!  When I started to wake up I thought “I forgot that my dad is alive, why do I always think he’s dead?”  Then reality settled in “Oh, wait, its the other way around.”  I have this confusion nearly every time I have a dream about him.  Normally, I’m not saddened by this.  It is what it is.  But this time, I felt it.  It was unpleasant and a bit disturbing.

INSERT IMPORTANT EXPOSITION:  On, Father’s Day, I had a huge revelation about mourning my father and wrote a blog entry entitled “You’re Not Really Gone”.  (You can read my blog entry HERE.)

My 4yo came in and his cute little voice cheered me up.  I reached for my phone and the first thing I saw was a TWEET from James Hance, a very well known artist of Geek Culture, and it totally made my day.  He said “@ZeroFrizzThirty “You’re Not Really Gone” was a beautiful read <3″  Talk about serendipity!  He had tweeted that to me while I was having that dream.  I kid you not!  I was in the middle of that dream when he tweeted it and I saw it as soon as I awoke.  I was instantly reminded of that Father’s Day revelation and was moved that a person I respect and admire would give me such a lovely piece of encouragement.  He really made my day.

I believe in God and that He cares about the little things.  He cares deeply and I am grateful.

James Hance can be found on Facebook at Relentlessly Cheerful Art by James Hance and on Twitter @JimJeroo  He is, in my opinion, one of the best artists of all time (not an exaggeration) and he is genuinely a great person.  His art will lift your spirits!

He sells original artwork on Etsy too. ❤

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You’re Not Really Gone

  
Daddy,
This Is the First Fathers Day since you’ve been gone that I’ve really felt your absence. I’ve often wondered why I don’t miss you as much as other people miss their parents that have gone. Why don’t I cry when I think of you? Why don’t I fall apart? How is it that I keep on going without tripping over my sunken heart?

Then it occurred to me. Just now. Sitting at the breakfast table, looking at the wide and beautiful Wyoming view in front of me, it occurred to me….. You’re not really gone. You’ve never really left me. All of the teaching, the fun, the discipline, the laughter and the love are inside of me. I carry you with me every day and listen to your words moment to moment.  
It was this day, Dad, that I realized that I can’t mourn a man who is still alive. Happy Father’s Day, Daddy. I love you!
With Love,

Your Punkin

P.S. I’m in good hands.

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