I’ve been having weird dreams every so often since my dad died in March 2007. Every so many months I have a dream about him coming back from the dead.
Last night I had another one of these dreams. I was with Gabe and my mom at her house. Gabe was playing in another room and telling me how much he misses papa and who knocks on the door but my dad. He walks in all cheery and happy but looking really pale and kinda scaly. He seems like he was returning from a long trip and in a really good mood. He sat down on the couch and I went into the other room to get Gabe. Gabe was happy to see him and sat down on his lap and my dad just started talking to him. But my mom and I both seemed a little annoyed with his visit. Like one of those guests you really don’t want over so you uncomfortably don’t say a whole lot. Which is a strange reaction considering how much we would all love it if that was true in reality. But our reaction in the dream wasn’t a sense of shock or anything but annoyance.
I guess to some degree it makes sense, considering this certainly isn’t the first dream like this where he comes back. Maybe it’s a sign to myself that I’m getting annoyed by these dreamland visits?