Saw Daddy at Church

Date: 1/21/2019

Paul (husband) and I were visiting the church I grew up in. It seems we were running late or there was some urgency. My mom was meeting us there. When we arrived we were in the outer corridor but it changed into another location—the courthouse where I met with Carol’s (friend) lawyer before her custody hearing. Paul disappeared as we were entering the sanctuary and I was concerned for a moment but then he came out of the room followed by Daddy (deceased). My mom was there in the sanctuary. She had saved us a seat. My dad was wearing his light blue suit (LOL) from the 70s. I walked up to Daddy and poked his shoulder to see my hand go through him (dream test) but I don’t remember whether it went through or not but, nonetheless, I knew it was a dream and I said to Daddy “I was so sure this was real!” Then I grabbed him and started hugging him so tight and I was rubbing his back thinking he felt solid. I was also sobbing because I love him and miss him so much. Then I was in a blank dream space and thought what do I want to dream about so I decided on “having Paul’s baby” and for a moment I was in a hospital delivery room but something woke me up.