Wishing you a happy 2018 in heaven daddy. What can I say, I did everything I planned on New Year's Eve. I wished everyone a Happy New Year back in the states, cause where I'm living, New Year is celebrated 8 hours ahead. I went to bed and then woke up to wish everyone back in the states a happy New Year. Before I went back to bed, I left on "I Love Lucy" playing - I watched it every Christmas day. While I was sleeping I had a dream about my father. It was every part of my life- family, houses/homes, boyfriend and so on- intertwined. The entire dream took place in Guyana. I was at New Amsterdam market where my father and mother once worked. I was in the room where we were told he died in. We were in a school I've never been to before, then I saw my father sitting on a staircase fixing a straightening iron with my brother who was around 7 or 8 years old. I saw my mom who was around 32 at that time turning back talking to my dad. When I woke up my father's favorite show "The Andy Griffith" show was playing. In the dream, everything seems like everyday living with one strange part of my dream. This part my sister and boyfriend were reading cards someone had written to my father and all of a sudden there was a fire. The blank walls became walls with Arabic writing. I saw a man wearing Arabic clothing came in with a sword and began making the fire bigger and bigger by swinging his sword left to right. I was screaming at my sister and boyfriend to get out but they just sat there and continued reading. The man stopped swinging his sword and said to the two of them, "listen to what she's saying". That's when both of them got up and left as the continued burning the room. We went into the room where my dad died and I saw drawings, cards and pictures on the bedhead. In one of the drawing there was a sequence of pictures but I can't remember them fully. I remembered someone from my dream who I've never met before was now living in the room. He said that he found inspiration in the pictures and cards of my father. We took the cards, pictures and drawings with us as we left. I don't know what this dream means but I do know that in this dream my father looked healthier than when he was with us. He was very relaxed and not worried. He was in the moment of fixing the straightening iron. My father was never at peace like in my dream when we was with us, his mind was always wandering and he always seemed to be worrying about something. I'm thankful for this dream for at least I get a visit from my father every once in a while. It's not such a bad way to start off the New Year. Sending you lots of love, hugs and kisses in heaven daddy. Until we meet again...