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  • I woke up at 4.45 am sobbing, I had seen a dinner table, my grandad, my grandma and father where there.
    They where having dinner with me in the table.
    My grandfather, I just met him when I was 5, then he passed away. My grandma was 83 when she passed away.
    My dad, bless him, he is almost 60.
    My dream showed a growned up grandad, and a middle aged grandma, my dad was still 60.
    My granny spoke with the voice of middle youth, very gentle to me, as I consscius of the situation starting crying.
    My granny didnt understand, she just made sure I eat my pie.
    I saw the love of my grandad towards my grandma, I saw my father as a witness of it.
    I am still sobbing.
    She didnt realise she had passed away...
    She is really alive, in my grandads memories, in my fathers memories, in my heart.
    And I thank my grandad to have showed me this tonight.

    I wonder how can he live with this, how my father can live with so many living ghosts.
    Even though is touching and moving, it freaks me out a great part of it.

    I took the picture above from a collection of my auntie Jane, there my grandad and granny are together, with my dad on the side, my auntie jane on the other.
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