Dad is alive
Or he was in my dream last night. It's fading, but here's what happened:
We were at Grandma Lucille's at 354 Orlena (torn down years ago, sad). Dad was there looking old-ish -- early 50s maybe, kind of grey -- and had some counselor or somebody with him.
I said, "Dad you look great, nice and thin." But what I meant was, "I can see you haven't been drinking, your skin looks great." His skin was always flaking off in big chunks because of alcohol-induced psoriasis. Anytime he stopped drinking for a few days, his skin instantly improved dramatically.
He smiled wryly, because he knew what I meant. He had finally come to terms that his drinking was killing him, and he wasn't indestructible.
The rest is hazy, but it was a really fun & positive dream. I hope it means his essence/soul whatever still lives.
-sc
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