5:24am – Is it a guilty conscience thing?

I woke up after only about four hours of sleep, as usual.  This time, I dreamed about Mama.  I was talking to her about the dreams about Daddy, and she said (in the dream, mind you) that she didn’t like him showing up this way in my dreams.  She said she loves him, yet it seems unfair to me that he keeps coming back to life in my dreams.

I get so sad when I dream about Daddy.  It’s happening more and more because it’s nearing December.  He died in December…almost 16 years ago.

I am going to take a hot soak in the tub.  I need to relax and see if I can fully wake up.

My Mikey will probably be asleep for at least another six hours, so I have a lot of time on my hands to do a lot of nothing, I guess.  I don’t know!

My Mikey, I love you forever times PI cubed plus one,

Your Jack