Yesterday I had very good dream.
Realistic.
My Father was in hospital like he really is. With no contact from 9 months.
Doctor called me and said: I have a surprise for you. And then I heard a voice: Hello my son. It was my Father! He came back to reality. He started talking and thinking again. I heard His voice and first time since 9 months we could talk. And first time since 9 months I heard from someone who I love a lot of beautiful words. I was full in tears when we talked.
Then I waked up and writing this I am again wet...
Its already 9 months and 21 days when we last time normally talked
7 years, 6 months, 24 days when I last time talked with Mum.
1 year, 7 months, 8 days since last talk to my One and Only Woman, Julunia.
Love them three forever, without ends.
And wait for another dream...