Last night while I was sleeping, I had a dream and heard my mom's voice. The desire to see her was so strong that I sat up in bed and called out, "Mom, wait come back!" Then I realized I had been dreaming. It's funny how you think you are fine but then have these moments where you miss your loved one so intensely.
But this last week, I am missing my Mr. Man's Dad, my Father in Law. He was an accountant like me, and while I spend my days wading through tax returns, I think of him. He passed away seven years ago this month from ALS (aka Lou Gehrig's Disease). More than anything, I miss his fatherly guidance and wisdom. He was the wisest man I've ever met and right now I wish I could sit down one more time with him.
Mr. Man was my age when he lost his dad, and I truly couldn't comprehend the loss that he felt, but now I do. Even better, he understands the loss I feel, which I guess if these are life events you have to go through, it's nice to have someone who understands.