Sunday, October 01, 2006

Get the Message Right - Part three

It takes me a second before I realize that I've just be escorted into an office that I've been in before.

I'm in my dad's old office.

The older man that invited me in asks me to have a seat.

"VW, what brings you here today?"

Shit. I have to tell that story again.

He tells me that there isn't a plaque here for my dad but he thinks it is amazing that I showed up today.

Suddenly, I feel less like crap.

"VW, I don't know how to tell you this without sounding like a kook but I saw your father on Tuesday night."

I'm stunned but it starts to make a little sense.

"I had one of the most vivid dreams that I have ever had on Tuesday night and your dad was in it. He walked right up to me and VW, he looked great. He looked like he used to when he had just returned from Hawaii. He had a Hawaiian shirt on with his shorts and Vans on."

I can already feel myself tearing up.

"I looked at him and said, Hey you S.O.B.! How the hell are you?"

I can't believe this is happening. He continued telling his story.

"Your dad told me that he was fine and that he was in a great place. I asked him if anyone else could see him and he said I was the only one right now. And then we walked together for a while before I woke up. I got up for a little bit and couldn't believe how vivid the dream was. I went back to sleep and I was right back in the dream and right back there with your dad."

I'm not quite crying but I feel like I have pools in my eyes.

"And now, three days later, you are sitting in my office."

I don't know what to say at this point. I tell him that I have had some very vivid dreams about him too but I haven't in quite some time.

He doesn't know what else to say to me but clearly he's not in a hurry for me to leave.

It is another example of something that is a little too weird to chalk up to coincidence.

The convergence of events that had to come together to get me to THAT office on THAT day to end up getting THAT message is just mind boggling.

I was meant to get that message.

There is no other explanation that I will except.

I thank him for his time and he thanks me for stopping by.

I don't feel like a jackass anymore.

I leave the office not caring that anyone is still staring at me.

I didn't get what I came here for.

But I ended up getting something far better than what I ever could have expected.

I got back into my car and made the left to head to the cemetery.

I had one more stop to make today.

VW

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