Sudden Loss

Today is a very sad day. May your very loving father rest in peace and may God carry him in his arms and gently take him back home to heaven. For you and your family I wish that God grant you the strength, peace, and courage to get you through these very tough times.

We were on a small jet plane. You had a light blue t-shirt on with darker blue trim around the arms. You were piloting the plane and I was asleep in the back seat. It was all smooth flying until you started feeling sad and angry and were liberating your mixed emotions. I felt the jet starting to go faster and faster and then you started saying things about how you were going to enjoy life to the fullest and the ride started to get violent. You were twisting and turning the jet and suddenly we were following a bomber jet. There were bombs going off in the air and you were flying that plane like an air-force pilot. I was in between sleeping and waking up, afraid but so proud of your flying skills. No fear. You were getting inspired, I felt you were doing it for your dad, you were happy.

Finally you landed the jet perfectly. We were close to your SPI home and the military was waiting for us so they could proudly escort you and I to the apartments. Your mother came out to greet us. She was wearing a colorful dress and a pretty apron, hair hair was perfectly coiffed and she was wearing bright makeup. She hugged you first and then she hugged me with great enthusiasm. Gaby was there too, she looked happy to see you. You told me my appartment was ready for me. It was next to the one you and your family were staying in. The grass was green, and everyone was celebrating you. You were happy.