Christmas Visitor
Dec. 20th, 2015 11:03 amI dreamed my father came to the door. He was younger than me and- which he wasn't in life- considerably taller. When I pointed this out to him he very courteously lowered himself to my level. His face had a kind of angelic inner shine to it, but he was still recognisably himself.
I was so glad to see him.
I was so glad to see him.