Dream

Last night I dreamed about Daddy. Nothing happened in the dream, I just saw his face. Just his face. He had no expression. No smile, nothing. He didn't say anything. He was just looking at me. It was just the way he looked when I had my surgery and he came to me. The same expression. He looked like himself or maybe just the way I remember him to look. I don't know why he came in my dream last night. Was it because he was on my mind? Because I was crying out to him yesterday? I wish he would have said something. Anything. Hi. I love you. I'm ok. But nothing. Seeing his face is actually comforting, but at the same time I want more. I want a conversation. But for now, seeing his face will have to be enough. I still have to wonder, did God send him to me?