A Selfie with Dad...

Just the other night, I had this weird little dream. I was on a family vacation with my father. He looked young as he always used to and I was my present age. As it usually is with dreams, you tend to forget the details. So I am having hard time remembering where we were.

All I remember is that there was water in the background and I was trying to make my father pose with me for a selfie. After several attempts I got it right. And I remember feeling in my dream that this selfie was really special, even though I couldn't figure out why. Frankly, I am not a big fan of selfies anymore.

It wasn't until I woke up from the dream that I realized why that selfie was so special. My father has been dead for sixteen years and that picture could never exist. It was a strange feeling dreaming about him. I know this must sound like a very silly thing to write about. 

But there was something about how I felt in the dream. A kind of serenity that I haven't felt in years. My father's passing away was a major event in my life and it shaped my present the way it is. I have never really thought about what my life would've looked like had he been here today, but this dream got me thinking.

I would have been in a different profession, maybe a lot more confident of myself and a lot less cynical. I turned so different than how he wanted me to grow up to. Wonder what he'd have thought of me if he saw me today.