Last night I was sound asleep and that's a rarity for me. The hurricane had passed by with little damage but lots of drama and I found it hard to sleep until last night.
I was in bed in my dream and dad appeared and was yelling to me. I couldn't make it out at first but he was yelling for me to wake up move. I took his advice as he almost never meets with me in dreams. I woke up and sat up to check my email and not 5 minutes later a chunk of the ceiling plaster crashed down onto my pillows and headboard. The chunk was 10" x 6" and may have weighted a half pound so it probably wouldn't have killed me but I could have been hurt by it. So Thank you Daddy I miss you more than you could ever know.
