My father, the dead doll

Date: 4/17/2017

My father passed away. I want filled with the sadness and distraught I thought I'd be in m. Instead I felt an odd sensation of peace and calmness. His body SAS like a shrunken head sitting on the table measuring around a foot and a half. My sister Jamie was measuring him as I stretched his limbs out. It was like a large doll. Placing his legs back in the tiny casket, I spoke "dad, I love you... Dad if you can hear me, give me a sign." The next thing I know is this lifht near us goes extremely dim and stays like that. A few seconds later the light goes off completely. I started to freak out a little. "dad, is you can hear me give me another sign. Use something else. " a little light near the first started getting bright and flickering. A moment later, a string started to get pulled. I started crying tears of happiness and joy. " dad, I can't see you, but I know you're there. As much as I'd like to see you, I can't ", I reached out next to the string to feel his presence. I remember wondering things like, is he in a world like ours with many others and can see what we do? How does this work? I then woke up.