Alright guys,
this is a little wierd dream but i thought it share it.
My dad passed away at the young age of 54 on December 29th of this year. It wasnt so much that I am greiving know, yes i am still emotional, but I already worked through much of the grieiving process and feel relieved on his behalf and my moms and brothers.
However, for some time, I got off the path that my fate was going to be. I became blinded with power and almost wealth I turned the back on my heart.
Ever since i was a young kid, i always wrote things like "i want to be a neuroscientist" and "cure brain tumors". My dad died to a brain tumor, although not directly.
Finally, thing started to click for me. Was this what i was supposed to do, follow in my fathers footsteps (he was a PHd, i always swore i would make a new path for myself).
Well, since his death, i have been getting dreams from him. Not dreams persay with visuals, but actually thoughts from an outside source. I know this because I would never think this way, it is him talking to me, and Maybe God as well.
Now i have finally realized "im finally going back to college", this is what i outtta do. I want to follow in my dads footsteps, and make him proud. Its almost like he kicked me in my butt to realize i was not following what my fate was, but im so grateful now.
this is a little wierd dream but i thought it share it.
My dad passed away at the young age of 54 on December 29th of this year. It wasnt so much that I am greiving know, yes i am still emotional, but I already worked through much of the grieiving process and feel relieved on his behalf and my moms and brothers.
However, for some time, I got off the path that my fate was going to be. I became blinded with power and almost wealth I turned the back on my heart.
Ever since i was a young kid, i always wrote things like "i want to be a neuroscientist" and "cure brain tumors". My dad died to a brain tumor, although not directly.
Finally, thing started to click for me. Was this what i was supposed to do, follow in my fathers footsteps (he was a PHd, i always swore i would make a new path for myself).
Well, since his death, i have been getting dreams from him. Not dreams persay with visuals, but actually thoughts from an outside source. I know this because I would never think this way, it is him talking to me, and Maybe God as well.
Now i have finally realized "im finally going back to college", this is what i outtta do. I want to follow in my dads footsteps, and make him proud. Its almost like he kicked me in my butt to realize i was not following what my fate was, but im so grateful now.