My Dad

My father died almost 16 years ago. We had a very stormy relationship for most of the time he was alive. Last night, I had the strangest dream. My father came back for 24 hours. I took him to my sister's and he met my 9 year old niece, his only grandchild, who was born after he died. He was so sweet with her. Before he left again, he said he was sorry for not being a better father. I feel such a sense of peace today, it's quite extraordinary. Maybe I've finally forgiven him.